After She She Stopped Loving Him

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Megan hadn’t even had a chance to react when her stomach slammed into the chair beside her. The pain was so intense that she instantly doubled over.

Rence was still furious and charged at Megan, throwing punches and kicks without holding back.

Renee yelled, “You bitch! You want to throw hands? I’ll show you what happens when you mess with me!”

Megan felt her vision blur, everything turning black, and something warm slowly trickling down her leg. ‘What…?‘ she thought, but before she could react, the darkness took over.

She just passed out.

Blake hurried upstairs with the first aid kit, only to catch the whole scene unfolding.

He quickly pulled Renee back, and when he spotted the blood streaking down Megan’s leg, his face went white. “She’s pregnant. I’m calling an ambulance.”

“No! Don’t call!” Renee snapped, fury written all over her face.

Renee stamped her foot, shouting, “I said don’t call! Let her suffer–she’s just scum. I don’t believe Yolanda would ever go against me for someone like that. You have no idea, I hit one of the kids she cared about before, and she didn’t even have the guts to stand up to me. Some people are born beneath us—nothing but animals, nothing but ants, destined to be stomped on!”

Blake’s eyes darted with a sudden emotion, unease twisting in his chest as memories crashed in. Years back, Renee had smacked his little brother–just a kid trying to beg for coins–so hard, the poor boy went deaf in one ear. I’ll never forget that day,‘ Blake thought. ‘How could anyone be so cruel?‘

Renee had been about fifteen then, done up like the queen bee of the school. Everywhere she went, a swarm of students tagged along, worshipping her every move. She acted like she owned the place.

She tossed a handful of hundred–dollar bills onto the ground, then coldly instructed Jasper Clark, her bodyguard, “I never want to see these disgusting beggars here again. Make sure they’re gone next time. They’ve totally ruined my mood for shopping.”

The bodyguard, clearly panicked, instantly grabbed Blake’s brother and hauled him off to the side.

Blake’s brother tried to crawl after the cash, but those other students only jeered at him, laughing and kicking the bills around like it was some kind of joke–a cruel chorus of mockery echoing down the street.

Renee joined in, her laugh ringing out, clear and bright like tinkling chimes.

They were all just kids back then, too young to tell right from wrong, caught up in herd mentality. Maybe they just wanted Renee’s approval, and that’s why they did such things.

After losing hearing in one ear, Blake’s little brother scraped up the scattered bills and bought a cake for Blake’s birthday.

But hardship haunted every corner of their lives.

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was ruined, and all the two of them could

then, Blake swore to himself that one day, he’d rise above

no degree and no connections, climbing

scrambling to pay his brother’s medical bills–never thinking

Charles had shoved a wad of cash his way and forced him

hadn’t changed a bit–those same malicious eyes, just as cold–blooded and uncaring as

for payback, he won’t feel even a hint

what happens if you mess with me! Blake, same goes for you–cross me, and

met her gaze, the words echoing quietly in his

my life hell–way before

have clawed my way out of that nightmare and come back, he told

soul had any idea what kind of hell he’d been through out there,

hurt you, Renny. Come

on her tiptoes and pressed a sweet

wrinkled her nose with a frown.

onto his arm, Renee sauntered off with Blake, their syrupy smiles painting them

someone dared to pick up the phone

rushed to the hospital, but it was

to trust Greg one more time, just for the little one. But now, there was nothing left to

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to drift off when the hospital called out

they hadn’t been able to get through to Greg, Yolanda was their only hope. “Please get here as fast

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to think; she snatched up her

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55 vouchers

the time Yolanda arrived at the hospital, Megan was already being wheeled out of

was no trace

hand; all she could feel was the cold, lifeless touch that sent

been trying her husband’s phone, but can’t get through. She needs another surgery–there’s a problem with her fallopian tube and it has to be removed. If we don’t do it now, it’ll be really hard for her to ever get pregnant again. But we need her

Megan passed out, she’d said

husband’s signature, they

surgery.

onto Megan’s cold hand, glancing at her ghostly pale face, then whipped out