His Betrayal, Her Blinding Revenge

ing around my heart. I sat frozen in the wheelchair, the nurse who brought me here

" Ben Carter pleaded, his voice thin with desperation. "We can'

am' s voice was sharp, cutting. "Do you think I enjoy

ing his head, performing the deep-seate

rrified. It was dark, it was raining. She didn' t even know she hit someone until she saw it on t

ent of panic. My life, my child' s life, my body, all

ice was barely a whisper.

mor, not a father discussing his murdered child. "The trauma of the accident caused a placental abruption. The fetus was

th. Our baby wasn't a complication. He was an inconv

hit Ava?" Ben asked. "The dr

sure the official story holds. As far as the world is concerned, Ava is a

e operating ro

g to the side, my body going limp. I was blind again

elt beside my wheelchair. I could smell the antiseptic on his scrubs, the expensive cologne

weak and raspy. "The nurse... she said m

ok every ounce of my willpower not to flinch. "You sho

Ben Carter trailed behind us, silent. I co

chair and placed me on the bed. He arranged the pillows behind

in the slightly smaller cast. "Let' s take a look at t

gainst my ribs. I k

pale, the joints swollen. I could wiggle them slightly, a test

a note of hope into my voice. "I thi

idn' t reach his eyes. "That' s wonderful, da

s grip was firm, professio

x finger between his

ced m

eyes, as if to make sure I couldn'

ac

pain shot up my arm. A scream tore from my throat, raw and animal

dn' t

y middle

htly shut eyes. I bit my l

w murmur against my screams. "Your muscles are seizing

My ring

n of the truth I had just learned. Each snap of a bone was an echo of h

tached precision of a master craftsman. And I, fully a

g inside me. As my bones broke, my will hardened. The fire

left hand. By the time he was done, I was drenched in swe

pped my hands in fresh bandages. "That' s better

forehead. His lips felt like

rong, Ava. I lo

shattered, my body a prison of pain. But for the first t

o create wasn't for th

for my