A Second Chance At True Love

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nes. A thin, grey light filtered through the blinds of the hospi

foggy moment, I

emptiness deep within me sent

gentle curve was gone, replace

ther. And another. Soon, I was shaking with silent, wracking sobs,

or, the one I had loved with every fiber of my being f

thought I wasn't good enough for her brilliant son, and my "infertility" was just further proof. The ch

baby, I had nothi

e in, his face etched with sympathy. "M

k my head, my hand still pres

riness that went beyond a long shif

h your husband again throughout the night. His phone was o

ild. The man whose anger had sent me falling. The

gan to burn through

rprisingly steady. "The b

t, his expression confused. "But

ated, the words tasting like

the pages. He was a kind man, but he was thorough. "I see here M

ad been there for the first one, his eyes glued to the grainy black-and-white im

nel had come

e twelve-week scan, the one where we heard the heartbeat for the first time. I we

a rooftop bar downtown, a man's arm with a familiar watch draped

ooms booked for "meetings" that were never on his calendar. Each discovery was a small cut, ano

ive major betrayals. The public proposal was the fifth. The fall, the ph

e him a sixth c

aid, the words clear an

quiet, old money that dwarfed Ethan's flashy tech fortune. But he'd been insecure about it, so I hid it. I became Mrs. Kiera Carlson, the supportive, unassumi

and smaller, hoping that if I took up less

a fool'

your insurance information isn't on file. We need you to settle the bill

dled everything. And now, he was gone, and I w

ng position. Every muscle screamed in protest.

ry long time, I felt a flicker

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