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Blood on the Snow, A Lost Life

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1164    |    Released on: 24/12/2025

ly so composed, contorted into a mask of pure rage. The man who had gently kissed my forehead every

ly above a whisper, yet it vibrated with an in

ng against my ribs. "No! Not until you tell me the

ike iron. He yanked, and I stumbled, falling backward onto the polished wooden floor. The impact sent a jolt

ed, scrabbling to push myself up. "Yo

and. He bent down, his face inches from mine, his breath hot and

ing down my face. "No! I sent

y hand, twisting it, his fingers digging into my flesh. I cried out as he wrench

ng bastard! A liar! A hypocrite!" The words tumbled out, fueled by despair and a desperate need to wound him as deeply as he had wounded me. "

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with a searing pain. I tasted blood. I fell back, my body hitting the floor with a sickening thud. The worl

his voice thick with a rage I never knew he possessed. "She's been through hell! Her ex tried to kill her! She has nothing! You thin

y baby. It was all I could think about. "I hope you both die!" I choked out, the

en knife from the counter, the blade gleaming menacingly under the harsh over

Take the knife, Haven. End it. End everything. Isn't that what you want? You n

my child grow up in this mess, just like I did! The thought of my own tumultuous childhood, marked by my parents' constan

. He answered, his voice strained. "Carmen? What's wrong?" He listened for a moment,

grabbed my arm, yanking me to my feet. "Get up! We're going. Carmen needs u

st his grip. My head was still throbb

n just lash out without consequences? Carmen is delicate! She has an abu

d screeching tires. We pulled up to a dimly lit park, the snow falling in thick, heavy flakes. Ca

. He pulled me towards Carmen, his voice a harsh wh

my skin, seeping into my bones. The pain in my abdomen intensified, a searing fire spre

ore stress!" Carter's voice was a frantic plea, directed at me, but his eyes were on Carmen, filled with a desperate conce

just snow. But to me, it felt like fine salt, rubbing into open wounds, burning. My teeth chatt

hink she's fragile, Carter?" I looked down at the rapidly spreading crimson stain on the white snow beneath me, a stark contr

ing I saw was Carmen's terrified face, and Carter's shocked, f

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“On our sixth anniversary, I found my fiancé Carter had given my grandmother's heirloom locket to his "fragile" colleague, Carmen. When I confronted him, he slapped me across the face. He then dragged me out into the snow, forcing me to my knees to apologize to Carmen for upsetting her. The stress and his violence triggered a miscarriage. I was losing our baby right there at his feet. He never even noticed the blood staining the snow. He was too busy comforting the woman he chose over me and our child. I left that night and never looked back. Three years later, after building a new life and a successful bakery, he showed up on my doorstep, a ghost of a man, dying of cancer. He collapsed, coughing up blood at my feet, begging for a forgiveness I no longer had to give.”
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