The Man Who Forgot Her

s, announced he was ca

heiress, all because a psychic claim

gown. Floyd ordered his guards to slap me fifty times

of my rare blood type, he dragged me to the hospital

y dog, forcing me to repair a

e threatened to burn my mother's hands unl

fied, screamed at me

, enduring the searing agony of hot coa

rl, "I hope you die and rot in the grou

onfessed Floyd had paid her to lie. He ha

rced champagne down my throa

back on the day I f

pte

The snow in the backyard was thick, piling up in so

anket. A gust of wind cut through her thin shirt, and she felt

sk of indifference. She threw a designer dress at Elizebeth' s feet, followe

u don't mend the dress

and went back inside, leaving Elizebeth to t

ened replayed in her mind. Floyd Meyers had re

canceling th

g to Jaylah Ryan, the h

is family' s recent misfortunes. To reverse his bad luck, he had to mar

put him in a coma. She donated her neural interface to him, a dangerous procedure th

body showed any sign of rejecting the interface. Floyd, driven by guilt, had promise

t month. Now, because of some psychic

different dress for the party. Elizebeth had agreed, her heart heav

ebeth of tripping her, of teari

' t even ask for an explanation. He just ordered

commanded, his voice like ice.

d to lead. But Floyd had only smiled at J

I'll buy you

word, the guards grabbed her arms

ht. Her tears finally fell, freezing on her cheeks. W

ered him whispering to her once, years ago, that he would never let her suff

of light from the house vanished. She was surrounded by darkness, the w

ic of the dress. Each stitch was a tiny prick of pain. For the fine, detailed embroidery, she had to

t on the ground, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her fingers started to bleed from the nee

ngers was nothing compared

She was always frail, especially sensitive to the cold. He would wait until she fell asle

here, your winters wil

delicate thread. A hot tear fell onto a cu

pain and the cold, a housekeeper would come out and drag h

ter. She curled into a tight ball, trying to preserve what lit

g snow, she sat a

e mist, the dress was finished. Elizebeth shakily rose from

g, and knocked. Her heart ached

deliberately ignoring her. Th

n blurred. Instinctively, she tried to curl up again for warmt