A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Calliope stared at Zelda in disbelief. "You think I'm heartless?"

She'd just spent hours in surgery saving Horatio's legs-hours of grueling work, most of it done herself. Sure, others helped, but she was the one who pulled it all together. Horatio's condition had been dire; fixing it took everything she had.

And now, she was supposed to keep up daily treatments for him, needlework and all that jazz.

Yet here was Zelda, accusing her of being heartless.

Heartless? They'd barely done anything for her all these years! How in the world was she the one who is heartless?

Calliope looked at Zelda, caught between exasperation and amusement. The irony was almost funny. Zelda didn't even know the truth: Calliope wasn't her real daughter. Her own child had died a long time ago.

"Calliope, you're staying tonight to look after Horatio!" Zelda snapped, barking the order like a drill sergeant.

Calliope blinked. She glanced at Monty, hoping for backup.

surgery. You probably understand best how to take care of him. He's your

shocked. Was nobody going to say this was out of

before finally shrugging. "Callie, might as well see it through, right? You already did the hard

were kids! You know more about all this stuff than we do. You'll do a much better

one, the entire family turned to look at Calliope, like it was

nurse who'd come in to

could people be? The

She

be resting, not being guift-tripped into playing nursemaid! Seriously, was there no limit to

but Dr. Calliope is exhausted. She really needs rest after a surgery like that. Maybe you don't know, but surgery is incredibly

remember inviting you to lecture

What's so

as broken glass. The nurse turned red,

a