Her Ex's Lies, A Broken Love

the bed, her face calm and professional as she checked the IV drip connected to Mr. Harrison. Her patient, however, wasn't the frail old man ga

ted veterinarians in the city, her reputation built on a foundation of skill and gen

g owner, but Evelyn knew the truth. She had seen the subtle signs of neglect on Champ for years, the dullness in his show-dog coat, the slight tre

s crossed. A few of the new veterinary interns, young and eager, hovered be

, clouded with age and malice, locked onto Evelyn.

..." he

g a final instruction about

ed her wrist. The grip was surpr

denly louder, theatrical. "My wife..

interns gasped. Ma

she said, trying to gently pull her han

u abandoned me! You abandoned Champ! After all my

delusion. But he just stared, his expression unreadable. The interns whispered among themselves, their eyes now full of suspic

who Evelyn had personally mentored, stepped fo

hloe whispered, he

d a sharp, stinging pain exploded on her cheek. The force of the slap s

rld we

light. The smel

ame spot, beside Mr. Harrison's bed. Her cheek didn't hurt.

m, watching. It was the same scene, frozen in time, rewound by a few impossible minutes. She remembered everything

clear. It felt

over her. She knew w

son' s breathing hitche

..." he

ep back, her heart pounding against he

pty air. The malice in his eyes inte

erfect, horrifying echo of the memory. "My

hey had before. Mark' s expre

re was repe

s voice cracking. "You abandoned Champ! After

e she was prepared for the fallout. S

, cutting through the old man' s theatrics. "I am Dr. Ree

rns looked at each other, then at her, their expre

ision, stepped forward. Her face

ned him?" Chloe' s voice was sharp. "We all looke

sharp as the memory of the slap. "Chloe, you can't

loe shot back. "He seems heartbroken

elf, Chloe lunged forward, her

oving on pure adrenaline and the memory of the past pain. Chlo

e straightened up, her face bu

er, she's violent!" she

d, authoritative. He didn't look at Evelyn with any of the warmt

hoping this was just a misunde

tween her and Mr. Harrison. They were filled with affectionate terms, discussion

erous gifts' for months," Mark said, his voice dripping with

running cold. The messages were fake.

cept for Mr. Harrison's