As the life within me was on the brink of entering the world, my husband was absent, engrossed in the pursuit of gifts. Not for me, but for a woman he referred to as his eternal flame, lost and now found.His final words to me were laced with animosity as he bellowed, "What now? Enough with your tricks! Keep your distance from me! Even if you're on the brink of death, do not presume to interrupt me!"A mere seven days later, a chilling case arrived at his desk. A pregnant woman had been brutally dismembered, a display of violence that shocked the conscience. The investigation unveiled a killer with a deranged mind, one who seemed to grasp police strategy and found joy in inflicting pain. The intentional provocation to law enforcement, the precise cruelty, all suggested a vengeful murder. However, the reality was far more terrifying. The victim, the woman torn apart, was none other than his own wife, the one he had reviled with such venom.