My sister's husband wants me erased!

​My Sister died after childbirth. On her deathbed, she made me promise to marry her husband, Christopher Rowan because I was the only person she trusted to care for her newborn child. The night before my wedding anniversary dinner with Chris, I woke up thirsty and halfway to the kitchen, I froze as I overheard voices, low, whispering - coming from the study. It was My husband and my mother-in-law, Mrs Helena.

"Two days", i heard Mrs Helena hiss. "After that and she's out of our lives for good".

"She's been out of it lately and no one will even question it. The timing is perfect, they will say the poor thing finally snapped".

"Thanks to those little pills we switched her supplements with, It was a brilliant idea. She can't even remember what day it is half the time", Mrs Helena chuckled.

My blood ran cold. I couldn't believe my ears. They drugged me!. No wonder I had been forgetful for some weeks now. I couldn't even remember the most basic things lately.

There was a clinking sound, glasses being lifted, a toast.

"And once she's being tucked away in that little psychiatric hospital," Chris continued, "I will manage her inheritance in her best interest", He laughed hysterically.

"That old man left a fortune and its tied to her bloodline. She can't control it, We can".

Inheritance? I whispered under my breath, confused. What inheritance?

"We are lucky", Mrs. Helena cackled, "That lawyer showed up when she was out grocery shopping".

"If Selina had spoken to him first, She would have gotten a clue", Chris cut in.

"I told the lawyer we would come in to finalize things as a couple and he dropped his card". After her little breakdown, we will have her declared insane and I will get power of attorney".

"And you will finally be free with Madison", Mrs. Helena chipped in.

Madison, I almost staggered backward.

Madison - My supposed best friend was the mistress?. The one who tucked me into bed once the migraines hit? My bestie? I had always known Chris had other women but I never imagined Madison was among them.

"Once Selina's locked away, we can finally get rid of this charade", Madison's voice floated softly. She was there too. "And we will sell this ugly old house. Maybe move somewhere nicer", she continued.

I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep me from making a sound. Tears burned in my eyes, betrayal burning in my chest. I couldn't believe this. My life was in danger, My freedom. I never knew Chris and Mrs. Helena were capable of this.

After I got married to Chris, he was cruel to me, treated me like trash and only came to me when he wanted me on his bed. He kept numerous women on the side and always told me that i should always thank my sister for giving me a rich husband because if not for him, I would still be living downtown and still be worrying about bills.

Susan had met Chris after we were thrown out of the house because we couldn't meet up with rent. Chris had helped us and he and Susan later fell in love. After our Mother's death, life was so difficult for us. Our father had died when we were a lot younger.

Mrs Helena didn't fail to remind me constantly that I was just a nanny to my nephew and will never be his real mother. She treated me like a stray dog they had reluctantly let in. She didn't hesitate to remind Landon that i was just his Aunt and was pretending to be his Mummy so that Daddy would love me.

And that bitch - Madison, had been my shoulder to cry on.

For five years, I endured the silent war inside the grand cold mansion that was supposed to be my home.

And then, two months ago, everything changed. Suddenly, My husband started bringing me flowers and kissing me good morning. My mother-in-law smiled at me over breakfast.

And the strangest part? They announced a "special" wedding anniversary dinner. A grand celebration.

"Five years together. A new beginning", Chris had whispered the night before.

And I had foolishly believed. I thought the family I dreamt of was finally coming to reality.

Suddenly, I heard a creak behind me and jolted out of my thoughts. I turned - Landon, My five year old nephew, my stepson, stood there in his Batman pyjamas, his small face looking at me with mischief.

"Why are you spying, Selina?" He whispered, his face dripping with fake innocence. "Are you going crazy again?"

I panicked. I didn't want anyone to notice I was there. I immediately thought of a way to distract him, if he told them, I would be toast.

"Shhhh", I whispered urgently, crouching down. "Let's go get you a snack, okay?"

He giggled loudly, making my heart stop. "She's out here", he suddenly shouted in a sing-song voice. "Selina, has gone crazy again".

I grabbed his hand and yanked him towards the kitchen. I could not afford to be caught.