Bound By Death, Free in Spirit
a well-timed, dramatic performance of a medical crisis,
of the Miller family' s private hospital wing, my
l. He swept me off my feet, made me feel like the only woman in the world. I,
research. The camera focused on a beautiful, sad-looking young woman in a wheelchair. The caption identified her as Chloe Dav
am about her, h
ur families are very close. It' s a sad si
his eyes sincere. "You are th
usly large diamond on my finger. I was so blinded by the r
my O-negative blood for Sarah' s son, Leo. Each time, I gave it willingl
ivia, was suspicio
er face creased with worry. "They' re treating you like a wa
now him, Olivia! He loves me. His fa
' re rich enough to buy a blood bank. Why
s in love, and love, I th
he Millers threw a lavish affair at their country club. I was wearing a
walked in on the arm of her mother, looking stunning in a b
on her face. "Ava, I am so happy for you and L
agne flute, "accidentally" sloshing red
she gasped, dabbing at the stain w
es locked on him. "Who always knows how to take care of the people who matte
ed with a tray of canapés. Chlo
ine," she said, and
ed to gasp, clutching at her throat. "My..
amed. Liam, without a second g
of fury. "What did you do?" he snarled, as
hing!" I cried, sh
ping Chloe into his arms and ran ou
re party staring at me. The whispers started immediately. I had become a joke, the cl
. But I was still tangled in the web, still h
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