The next few days were a blur of hospital visits and police interviews. The doctors confirmed our suspicions—traces of a potent poison were found in our system. It was a miracle we had survived.

But the question of why still loomed large. In the stark hospital room, with Eli safely asleep beside me, an officer approached with a grim expression.

“We’ve apprehended your husband,” he said. “There’s something you need to know.”

I braced myself, clutching Eli’s small hand tightly.