The lie in our marriage

Summary: On a warm spring evening, guests gather in a perfectly manicured garden to celebrate Maggie and Len's twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. Maggie leans against the apple tree, watching her fun-loving husband and darling children as her heart swells with pride. As the joyful party atmosphere disappears into the night, close by, the lifeless body of a young woman is pulled from a river. Slipping upstairs to find the special gift for her adoring husband, Maggie stumbles across something else hidden amongst the dusty boxes of family keepsakes... A printed pink silky scarf that doesn't belong to her. She holds it up to her face, breaths in the sweet sickly perfume, it's scent familiar, and tendrils of fear snake through her body. The scarf is stained with blood. As Maggie rejoins the party and tries to ignore her churning stomach, she pours herself a glass of champagne to toast the man she's enjoyed decades of happy marriage with. Then she catches a news flash of the local girl's murder. She stares at the girl with the beautiful face, long ice-blonde hair and, draped loosely around her neck, Maggie recognises it instantly. She's wearing the scarf.