Betrayed Heart, Shattered Life

own car, ignoring his driver, and sped toward the marina where the "Aura" yacht was docked. The party was

k. The door was slightly ajar. Arthur paused outside, his hand o

was saying. Her voice was light, dismissive. "

king. "Always has to make everything about her feelings. 'Ethan is

drain from his face. H

a was perched on the arm of David'

doing here?" David ask

erously low. "The one who just lost his own child a

that way. And don't believe Sarah's hysterical nonsense. She's

ng?" Arthur asked, h

jealous! She sees me winning, with a real partner, and

an, Dr. Alistair Finch, whom Arthur had called in a panic on his way over. He had asked F

he message. Then he read it again. He look

David. The official report

up the

ought on by extreme psychological distress and a forced, non-

nto the silent r

ace. "No. No, they said... they said it was 'neuro-alignment ther

ia, his eyes wide with the

g-edge technique, David. For stubborn cases. It just... a

re, in the room, unde

yself. He had called me to deliver the news personally, his v

. The procedure they used... it was barbaric. It's not therapy. It's

range calm settled over me. I felt

immense, a crushing weight. I collapsed onto the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, rocking back and fo

t, Arthur watche

t, stumbling backward into

profound it looked like a prophecy. He looked at me, though I wa

. "I told him our family has a debt. That the women of your line, the Miller women... they are not

who was now just a broken

urse you can't even begin to imagine. She will not st

paused to look at me aga

o not forsake us all for his sins.

as alre