His Betrayal Created A Ruthless Queen

tep a testament to my own foolishness. The heels I wore for power in the courtroom were instr

am in my vision. My legs finally gave out. I collapsed onto the grit

was the sterile, unmista

he back of my hand, feeding a clear fluid into my

. She looked at my chart, then at me, her express

ught in by a passing motorist. You were suffe

ath. "We also ran some t

in the air. We

voice gentle. "At that stage, it's very fragile. The physical s

sickness, the fatigue... it hadn't just been stress. It had been a life. A tiny, secre

omach. There had been something there. A flicker of a h

w it w

tell its father. Gone before he had a chan

g words, then quietly left me alon

my phone into the charger by the bed. It flickered to l

e popped up at the top. The he

to Defend Traumatized Girlfriend

with anonymous quotes about Hilton' s profound devotion. It described how he had whiske

Her face was buried in his shoulder, the picture of a damsel in distress. The article included a zo

"apoplectic" that his beloved Ciera suffered even thi

the scratch. Then I looke

own the world f

a highway, and in doing

ng behind a terrifying, empty void. The love was gone. The hope was gone. The grief was ev

. A single drop of blood welle

e of the bed. My body was we

pital gown, my steps unsteady but my purpo

going to m