Chapter 13 - The Woman Who Waited for Megan to Die
The woman was Dr. Allison Price.
She worked as a civilian physical therapist at Megan’s rehabilitation center.
Allison had treated Megan twice.
She asked unusual questions about Ethan.
Did he manage the household accounts?
Was the marriage strained?
Did Megan plan to change beneficiaries after retirement?
Megan assumed the questions related to discharge planning.
They did not.
Allison had been involved with Ethan for nearly a year.
They met when Ethan visited the center during Megan’s first surgery.
Allison told him Megan’s recovery could take months.
Ethan complained about living in her shadow.
Allison listened.
Then encouraged him.
Messages recovered from Martin’s laptop showed Allison provided information about Megan’s medications and mobility.
She claimed she never knew about the murder plan.
The letters contradicted her.
One message from Ethan read:
The storm gives us the window. After that, the house is ours.
Allison replied:
Make sure the dog cannot follow her.
That sentence ended any claim of innocence.
Megan sat with a military attorney while the messages were read.
She felt no jealousy.
Only disbelief.
Allison had helped her stand between parallel bars.
She had watched Megan fight to walk again.
Then she used that weakness to help Ethan choose a method of death.
The attorney asked whether Megan wanted to make a victim statement.
“Yes.”
“Do you want to focus on Ethan?”
“No.”
“Lorraine?”
“All of them.”
Megan wanted the record to show this was not one violent husband losing control.
It was a network of people who studied her injuries, money, service record, marriage, and trust.
Each person believed someone else would carry the guilt.
Ethan blamed Lorraine.
Lorraine blamed Ethan.
Reeves blamed debt.
Martin blamed clients.
Allison blamed manipulation.
Megan blamed choice.
Every one of them had a moment to stop.
None did.
Rex sat beside her during the preparation.
She rested one hand against his neck.
The dog still reacted whenever someone lifted an orange strap near him.
Megan began retraining that response carefully.
She refused to let Ethan own a color, a tree, or a command.
Weeks later, she returned to a quiet training field.
Rex waited twenty feet away.
Megan tapped a wooden post twice.
The dog circled it and returned directly to her side.
This time, there was no knot.
No storm.
May you like
Only trust.
👉 Megan reclaimed the command that saved her life—but facing Ethan in court required a strength no training exercise could provide.
