Dying For Her Love, Again

unlocked the shed door. He was stiff, exhausted, and his throat was raw. He had spent the nigh

long driveway. Daniel Stone got out, dressed in expensive casual wear, a blindingly white

o Olivia and wrapping a proprietary arm around her shoulders. "Liv,

ing him work for it," Oliv

no part in." He turned back to Olivia, his voice softening into a tone of deep concern. "Honey, I was the one who was there for you when he shattered your

me invisible. He didn't have the energy for a

Ethan by the rose bushes. "I don't know what your game is," Danie

. She held up a delicate diamond earring. "My mother gave me these," she seethed. "Daniel

fused. "I... I' ve never seen t

l was right. You' re nothing bu

l, and effective move. Olivia, blinded by her pain and Daniel' s ca

bling with rage, "you will finish trimming all

the property. It was an impossible task for a healthy person, let alone for him. But he saw the challenge in her eyes, the dem

s sent a jolt of pain through his arms and back. He was shivering, his vision blurring, but he kept going. He was so tired. A

Olivia was watching from the covered patio, a silhouette against the warm ligh

his voice barely a whisper against the st

to grovel, to show some sign that he regretted losing her. His quiet resignatio

ry. He had been trying to reach Ethan all day. He took in the scene-Ethan kneeling in the mud, Ol

at Olivia. "He' s a dying man! Do you have any idea what he' s been throug

a wild animal, clawing to get out of its cage. He couldn' t let it. Not no

ed, cutting him off. "It'