His Last Regret: A Wife Undone
my face, but it couldn't numb the sick feeling in my stomach. I ran, not knowing w
his eye. He thought he saw a familiar figure disappearin
bedroom and saw his clothes strewn on the chair, her perfume faintly lingering in the a
etched with a rare look of guilt.
ere, Liam. At the hospital."
quite meeting mine. "She was in town fo
d against his chest, the familiar scent of him a painful reminder of eve
ightstand. A text. He glanced
t: I'm
om me, his eyes wide with panic. "I... I have t
n the middle of the room. A cold dread set
rridor. They were arguing, their voices low but intense. Then
ngless blur. Pregnant. She was p
d screaming. I found Dr. Cole
umbled out, desperate and raw. "W
ern. "Ava, with your leukemia, a pregnancy would be incredibly high-ris
apsed into a chair, the tears I had been holding back finally falling. My body w
fingers numb. I typed a si
d a di
cold fury. "You will terminate this pregnancy," he said, his voice
h the window, she could see my car pulling away from the clinic, Dr. Co
again. He looked d
d a di
physical blow. Shock, the
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