Madeline struggled to breathe, her face red as she forced a smile. “Slander? Jeremy, do you know what slander truly is?”

“Jeremy, when you were dreaming in the afternoon, did you not dream of our dead child? Has your consciousness never hurt for it?” Madeline looked at the man that had a conflicted expression.

“That child was not mine.” He said through clenched teeth, his eyes coldly gazing at Madeline, but there was a sliver of doubt in them.

Madeline laughed, her tears dropping on Jeremy’s