The Man I Married as a Favor Walked Free Three Years Later—Then He Returned With a Black Box and a Truth I Never Expected

“For what, exactly?”

“Your name.”

I simply stared at her.

“My son is serving twelve years,” she continued. “He needs a wife on paper. Visit him twice monthly, write letters, help show the court he still has real family behind him. Courts respond well to roots. A wife gives a man roots to stand on.”

“You want me to marry a man currently in prison?”