The Price of His Deceit

ly was a constant remin

n my hospital room. It was "Amour Infini," Clara' s signature scent, clinging to his expensive suit. Clar

y thumb on the wedding planner's contact. This wasn't

f a woman' s hand on a pregnant belly, covered protectively by a man' s hand. Liam' s hand, with his famil

and, my protector since childhood, had been building a secret l

l. But in that moment, as I stared at the glowing testament of his betrayal, something cold and hard settled i