Shattered Vows, Unspoken Love

nce to the hospital, his mind a storm of grief and rag

ndustries. The security guard tried to stop him, but Israel brushe

door open wi

ere th

cer' s lap. Buddie was stroking her hair, whispering something to h

' s eyes widened in shock, and she quic

ng here?" she asked, a fl

ice unnaturally calm. "She's at St

ing from guilt to suspicion. "Is this a tric

hed from the reality of the situation

taking care of your mother, every single day. While you were building you

the truth. "Oh my god," she whispered,

er. "Bella, wait. You can't just run off. Th

of possessive warning. Then he gl

esture, but it hit Israe

She was

rsations they'd had. Her telling him she wasn't ready for kids, that her care

that she didn't want a child. She

voice a choked whisper. He turned

ried, reaching for him.

ie said firmly, pulling her back

the past and the present. She looked from Isra

et her hand drop and st

roke the last remaining thre

yes empty. "You're going to regret this, Isabella. Y

rode down the hallway, he could hear Buddie' s soothing voice behind him. "It's

ck the tears that burned his eyes. It was gone. Th

automatic doors of the emergency room, his feet feeling like

sorry. We did eve

n't fully reg

few minutes ago. Her heart j

. He felt nothing. Just a vast, cold emptiness. He had lost his wife a

ving with a chilling precision. He open

nd add a clause that she is to have no part in her mother' s fu

Isabella. He attached the P

sage wa

're