From Blame to Beloved
at night. He didn't come
ked exhausted. Dark circles hung under his eyes, and his expensive suit wa
aid, his voice flat. He avoided my g
asped together to stop them
e board is meeting tomorrow. They need your signature to approve the new R&D budget.
my voice barely a whi
eyes cold and assessing. "A
had commented on my appearance. For
little tir
a hand to my mouth as my body shook. When I pulled my hand a
n unchanged. "See a doctor if yo
as a command, an inconven
," I pr
to pick up a few things for Chloe. The hospital room is so st
voice small. "I'l
d left me a significant portion of it, a fact that had always been a source of tension between Liam and hi
saw another paper underneath it, a brochure from a law firm specializing in estate planning. I had been researchi
iving room, Liam was on
suddenly warm, gentle. It was a voice he never used wi
d in my stomach. He
a word of thanks. His eyes scanned the room, landing on the bookshelf. "Sh
one. Our wedding photo was on the same shelf, a framed pic
him pack away pieces of a life that had never belonge
ull of a box of Chloe's things, his
body go rigid. "W
ansforming from alarm to
t a choked laugh, a sound of pure relief. "I
ne in the suffocating silence, the hole in my life growing wider
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