I married a prisoner for money while he was serving a twelve-year sentence — but after his conviction was overturned, he came to my apartment with a black box and said, “Now it’s my turn to be honest.”

work.

It was exhausting.

But by then, I wasn’t simply fulfilling Eleanor’s arrangement.

I believed Julian.

More importantly, I loved him.

Three years after our prison wedding, new evidence finally exposed what had happened.

Julian’s cousin had diverted funds from the family charity and used forged documents to make Julian appear responsible. PlanFamily Trips

The case was reopened.

The evidence was examined.

And eventually, Julian’s conviction was overturned.

The day he walked out of prison, I waited outside with tears in my eyes.

I expected him to rush into my