e sharper pain in my soul. I could hear the n

e so brave! Ms. Yates has b

o devote

ing my own child, a dream I had secretly cherished for ye

inst my temples. I had survived her games, her lovers, her publi

intense it was almost a physical force. I wanted to hurt he

stitches on my abdomen from the procedure. Without a secon

thing compared to the pain in my soul. Blood seeped

d gasped. "Mr. Hahn!

A moment later, Eve burst into t

screamed, rus

d away, leaving us alone. They knew better

ring it wider. The physical pain was a welcome

r grip was like steel. "Is it because you don't want to be tie

vision blurry with tears and

er eyes before it was replaced by anger. "You

You took away my future! You think this is love? This is a cage! A p

f me. "You don't deserve a child, Eve. You don't know the first thing a

my wrists tightened, her knuckles white. For a

er face. "It doesn't matter what you think,

out of the hospital, my wounds bleeding, my spirit shattered, and threw

prison

s, a silent, grim-faced man who worked for her. He pat

leum she called a home. I couldn'

he door. It was a new one, with only her number in

e my mother's ashes were scattered, had been dug up. The message

w my one weakness. My one u

no c