From Prisoner to Phoenix: His Regret

igid. A flash of pan

d at her men. "Take her to the servic

ark storage room, shoving me behind a stack of bo

ised. He was clearly flustered. I could see him through the crack in

with faux innocence. She stood up and walked toward him. "I tra

. I wanted to surprise you." He pulled her into his arms, his movement

my stomach heave. I pressed a hand to my mouth, tr

tly, a pout on her face. "Then why did you spend so much time with that A

ratorial whisper. "She was a mistake. A charity case. My mentor's daughter. I felt obligated to take care of

knife. He was painting me

her a pile of money and sent her abroad. Told her to never c

k?" Heidi asked, her voice lac

I'll deal with it. Now, forget about her. We're getting marr

ned in and kissed him, a long

a million tiny pieces. He was not only betraying me, he was desecrating the memor

e' d been so patient, so respectful. He' d told me he would wait forever for me. He promis

om, with another woman, c

to roam her body, his movements greedy and rough. It

inst the table, his br

e stopped.

e purred, her hands reaching for the buckle

a raw, animalistic hunge

e rustle of clothing. Sounds that made my blood run c

e father of my unborn child, be with another woman just a few feet awa

ery good memory I had of him. He was taking our past, our

ng. I bit down hard on my lip to keep from crying

over a small metal bucket. It clatter

the next room

avin' s voice was

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