A Sociopath's Guide to a Successful Marriage

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There's a dead body in my living room. I've not called the police because it was I who stabbed him. In case you're wondering, the dead man is not my husband. I do resent our pitiful sex life and his woeful lack of ambition, but I wouldn't murder him for it. Not yet, anyway. Right now, I have far more pressing concerns: scheming to get my daughter into the perfect school; buying my dream home in Hampstead; and disposing of a corpse.

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