The Years I Walked the Shadow Path

More than ten years ago, a woman was sent to my home. For the sake of carrying on the family line, my grandmother forced her to marry my father.

Ten years later, my mother died in her wedding dress, hanging from the old crooked tree at the entrance to the village. Everyone thought she had killed herself because she could no longer bear the rumors. But who could have guessed that there was far more to her death than that…