The night I reached the pinnacle of my career as a concert pianist, my husband was in a car with his mistress. Their argument caused the crash that crushed my hands, ending my future in an instant. In the hospital, my adopted daughter, Kennedy, stood over my bed and blamed me. "This is all your fault," she whispered, her eyes cold. Then, his mistress arrived with a bouquet of lilies, knowing I was deathly allergic. As I suffocated, my husband watched with annoyance while my daughter accused me of faking it. "Stop pretending, Mom. Aunt Christine's flowers are beautiful." I lost more than my hands that night. The last thing I heard before blacking out was a doctor shouting, "The fetus has a weak heartbeat!" I woke up to find my career gone, my baby gone, and my family vacationing with my replacement. So I vanished. For six years, I built a new life from the ashes, finding peace with a new husband and son. But now he's back, with an ultimatum: abandon my new life and return to his side, or he'll destroy everything I hold dear.
The night I reached the pinnacle of my career as a concert pianist, my husband was in a car with his mistress. Their argument caused the crash that crushed my hands, ending my future in an instant.
In the hospital, my adopted daughter, Kennedy, stood over my bed and blamed me.
"This is all your fault," she whispered, her eyes cold.
Then, his mistress arrived with a bouquet of lilies, knowing I was deathly allergic. As I suffocated, my husband watched with annoyance while my daughter accused me of faking it.
"Stop pretending, Mom. Aunt Christine's flowers are beautiful."
I lost more than my hands that night. The last thing I heard before blacking out was a doctor shouting, "The fetus has a weak heartbeat!" I woke up to find my career gone, my baby gone, and my family vacationing with my replacement.
So I vanished. For six years, I built a new life from the ashes, finding peace with a new husband and son. But now he's back, with an ultimatum: abandon my new life and return to his side, or he'll destroy everything I hold dear.
Chapter 1
Atha Arnold POV:
我的职业生涯巅峰之夜, 我丈夫亚历山大·洛厄里却忙着和他的情妇克里斯汀·约克鬼混. 车祸发生的时候, 我能听到他们争吵的声音, 克里斯汀尖叫着, 指责亚历山大只顾着我的事业, 而忽略了她. 那声音像一把钝刀, 在我脑子里撕扯着. 汽车失控撞向路旁的树, 我的双手被死死卡在变形的车体里, 剧痛瞬间淹没了所有理智.
我被送进医院, 双手缠满绷带, 指尖的神经像被无数细针扎着, 每一跳都清晰地提醒着我, 我的钢琴生涯, 我为之奋斗的一切, 都彻底结束了. 肯尼迪, 我收养的女儿, 她站在病床边, 眼神里没有一丝担忧, 只有冰冷的指责.
"都是因为你, " 她的声音很小, 但每个字都像冰雹一样砸在我心上. "如果你不逼爸爸去参加你的演奏会, 他就不会那么累, 就不会出车祸. "
我尝试张嘴, 喉咙里却像被砂纸磨过一样, 发不出任何声音. 她竟然怪我.
那天原本是我们的结婚纪念日, 亚历山大送了我一对华丽的耳环. 我记得他亲手为我戴上, 冰冷的金属触碰我的皮肤, 当时我以为那是爱.
后来克里斯汀也来了, 她带着一束鲜艳的百合花, 香气浓烈得刺鼻. 我从小就对百合花过敏, 但她脸上挂着完美的笑容, 仿佛完全不知道.
我的喉咙开始发痒, 呼吸变得困难, 皮肤迅速泛红. 我挣扎着想叫护士, 但声音被卡在喉咙里.
"亲爱的, 你怎么了? " 亚历山大走过来, 他的语气带着一丝不耐烦. 他完全没注意到我正痛苦地挣扎着.
我用尽力气指了指那束百合花, 我的肺部灼烧着, 感觉下一秒就要窒息.
肯尼迪用一种厌恶的眼神看着我, 仿佛我在演戏. 她走到克里斯汀身边, 拉了拉她的裙角.
"妈妈, 你别装了, 克里斯汀阿姨的花很漂亮. "
我的心像被生生撕裂了. 我的女儿, 竟然这样对我.
"她只是想引起你的注意, 亚历山大, " 克里斯汀的声音带着一丝得意, 仿佛她才是我真正的妻子.
我的身体开始抽搐, 眼前一片模糊. 医生和护士冲了进来, 他们检查我的双手, 然后又快速检查我的全身.
"她是急性过敏, 引发了严重并发症! " 我听到一个模糊的声音喊道.
我的意识渐渐远去, 最后听到的, 是医生焦急的喊声: "胎儿心跳微弱! 快, 准备抢救! "
我醒来时, 房间里只有冰冷的仪器声. 我的肚子平坦, 空荡荡的. 孩子... 我的孩子不见了. 那个我还没来得及感受到的生命, 就这样离开了.
我的眼泪无声地流下, 混杂着对丢失孩子的悲痛, 以及对肯尼迪和亚历山大绝情态度的失望. 我失去了我的双手, 我的事业, 我的孩子, 我的一切.
亚历山大和肯尼迪, 还有克里斯汀, 他们却像什么都没发生过一样. 我通过社交媒体看到了他们度假的照片: 阳光明媚的海滩, 肯尼迪依偎在亚历山大身边, 克里斯汀则站在他们的另一侧, 笑容灿烂. 三人看起来就像一个完美的家庭.
突然, 我的手机响了, 是克里斯汀发来的信息.
"别傻了, 阿莎. 你以为亚历山大真的爱你吗? 你不过是他 '模范丈夫' 形象的完美道具. 你的双手废了, 孩子也没了, 他已经不需要你了. "
我的心像被一只冰冷的手狠狠攥住, 疼得无法呼吸. 原来, 我一直都是个笑话. 我的人生, 从一开始就是一场精心设计的骗局.
我的身体开始颤抖, 从头到脚都浸满了彻骨的寒意. 我紧紧闭上眼睛, 眼泪却止不住地涌出. 我感到自己正在坠入一个无底的深渊, 周围只有无尽的黑暗. 我失去了所有的一切, 包括我曾经相信的爱. 绝望像潮水般将我吞噬, 我感到自己正在慢慢死去.
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