the blood, Olivia' s look of betrayal-it all replayed in a dizzying loop. One m

short while later, they wheeled her towards an operating room. As they p

oice raw with pain. "If I die, take care

the operating room doors, a dramatic picture of grief. "Olivia! You ha

heir declarations felt like a scene from a cheap soap opera, b

the surgery. T

e hallway outside, hidden in the shadows of an alcove. I o

ent," the doctor said. "The lab found high concentrations of i

silent, her eyes staring at th

. But if I didn' t, who did? The answer was obvious and s

pacing nervously. The moment

you want?"

and dangerous. "You put the aborti

a moment, the mask of the concerned partner fe

h my child inside her, her heart was always yours. That love... it would have ruined

d you think she' ll believe you? Y

ves the idea of our child more than anything. Sh

d. Olivia was there, being pushed in a wheelchair by a nur

o leave. He opened his mouth to protest, but the icy stare she gave him silenced him

ng, lingering look, impossible to read. It wasn

ce still warm, though weaker

elt nothing. All I could think about was the signed agreement hidden un

ur seven years together made me nod. I took the handles of her

had nothing to say. My mind was a cold, clear ma

room. He went without a word, like a chastised dog. Then, she turne

me," s

ving room or the bedroom, but to a heavy door I rar

and the heavy door swung open, revealing a flight of stairs l

The lights flickered on automatically, illuminating the long,

the room, there was a

ge enough to hold a man. My temples throbbe

ge men, Olivia' s bodyguards, suddenly appeared from the shadows

gling, toward the cage