The Wife Who Vanished: His Eternal Regret

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tealing the air from my lungs. "Apologize? She

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was lower. Deep in my pelvis. A tearing, molt

he anger draining from his face.

out of the shop,

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as a perfect, cloudless blue

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them, leaving me ble

in was unbearable, but t

ifted me onto a stretcher. Stra

l, the doctor'

on my arm. "I'm so sorry. You were... you were

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d. My voice sounded dead to m

is jaw tightening. "You were being a

led yours,"

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ked his

gaze. "Hayden is a wreck. She thinks thi

leaving

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mised, already turning toward the

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bedside table. A text

holding a glass of wine. Hayden was leaning on hi

way of cleaning up messes.

s burned into my retinas. Then, I dele

ical pain was dull now, a hollow ache,

my phone and

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ice steady for the first time all day. "I need a p

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at no longer felt like home. "Elana Acosta died on that pav