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nvelope in my hand to Cristian's enraged face. A strangled gasp escaped her. She inst

us. His scornful gaze speared me. "Are you insane, Jillian? What kind of twisted game is t

irthday. Consider it a gift of freedom. Yours, and mine." The paper rustle

he confirmation that I've terminated the pregnancy." My words, delivered with a chilling calmnes

efully applied makeup suddenly stark against her ashen skin. The envelope slipp

what? You're lying, Jillian. You wouldn't dare." He tried to dismiss

nsure your precious Kallie doesn't have to deal with another one of 'my' children running around

ick up the envelope, her fingers fumbling with the seal. The guests, who had b

ch in here, make a scene, and demand a payout? Is that what this is? Some twisted attempt to ge

My vision flickered, but Cristian didn't notice, or didn't care. His focus was e

t sign the papers. You can keep everything. The house, the company, even your

ted her pregnancy?" "Poor thing, what's he done?" The pity

's grasp and crumpled them into a tight ball. "You won't get a dime from me, Jillian! And yo

ng yourself. Go home. We can talk about... compensation...

You and Kallie can have your happily ever after. I just need you to sign this. Now."

at the crumpled papers, then at me, as if trying to calculate his