He Saved Her, I Lost Our Child

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d ninety-five days of b

silk of my emerald green gown. It was backless, dangerous, and deliberately de

eapon," Bridget sa

he was the only person in this city who knew the truth about "Phoenix Designs"-the shell

dark red lipstick that looked like dried blood.

"You have the offshore accounts set up. The passport is

glass. "And because if I leave before I have the leverage to keep him from hun

xpensive, well-behaved lamp placed in t

," Blake's voice crack

idget and descended

nd the waiters moved with the silent discretion of assassins. We had the private balcony

o. He poured the wine himself, a rare

raising his glas

ability. Ord

crystal clinking with a

aid, reaching into his jacket po

wanting a specific antique drafting compass I'd seen at an auction. Something that ac

en it, his phone l

ian

t it. I sta

It was a comman

, his hand hovering over the device

s a grown woman. She has security. She has

e stoppe

eath. He picked up t

dow fell ov

d, I didn't know

. I loo

l gown anymore. She was wearing a silver dress that loo

gleaming under the ambi

t. A diamond-en

eirloom. It was supposed to be given to

pposed to

iately. "Ariana. Wha

watery, playing the victim to perfection. "The silence in my

urprise. "Oh, Caroline. I'm

," I

led out the empty chair next to him. "Sit down

ok his hand on

velvet box in

r gift," Ariana said, smiling sweet

ooked at Ariana. She looked fragil

he strong one. The one who didn't nee

oice tight. "I... I realized

ned to

of a week, Ari. You

ned th

y, flawless, teardrop diamonds. They matche

d, the sound barely

not to. He was handing the box

ake. You shouldn't hav

touched his cheek,

g my emerald armor,

e had repurposed my anniversar

d loudly against the floor,

g?" Blake asked, fi

dies' room

hroom. I went to the bar, ordered a d

nts. He re-gifted

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own was ac