Lost Our Baby, Found His Betrayal

Todd

reading across the pale fabric of my dress. He looke

re you bleeding

y body felt like dead weight. A

gasped, the words barely

ed from the sidelines. "You probably jus

're not pregnant?" he asked, his voice flat. He had al

my abdomen, stealing my breath,

my feet. "Come on. I'll take you home, t

going to drop me off like a packa

hell is

he entrance to the gallery, his face a mixture of confusion a

, then darted to the blood. Al

knelt down, his voice urgent. "Did you call the doctor? She said

k me by surprise. "The doctor told her to be on complete bed

silent. You could h

n at me, his mouth openin

ord sounding foreign on his ton

here to listen?" he shot back, his voice dripping with conte

walls of the emergency room, the cold gel on my stomach for

as grim when he cam

voice heavy with a sympathy that felt a mi

a sound of pure agony was torn from my throat. The tears came then, hot

arm. "No, check again. We've been trying for five years. Fi

d have thought of that before you took your pregnant wife, who was alrea

lapped, all the color draining f

rate, panicked regret. "Eliza... honey, I

calm through the tears. "We're

ause of this? It was an accident. Why

ere ignoring my calls on our anniversary? When you were buying another wo

hest. "Maybe this was for the best. This baby was too goo

en. I thought he would be relieved to be free

re, silent and pale.

t signing anything. We've been married for

as the grave. "Now please, get out.

cafeteria. He came back twenty minutes later with a

he first thing I ever told him about myself on our first

la liked oat mil

ead away, ref

za," he sighed, his pati

ery restaurant you take her to knows it. You carry an EpiPen for her in your br

d. He mumbled something about gettin

He unscrewed the lid, and the warm, comfortin

ust in time to see Jace carefull

ned into a thu

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