Chapter 20

Tears poured down her face.

When she reached for his arm, Alistair stepped back.

"Please, I'll give up everything else just let me keep my baby," she sobbed. "I swear to God I'll-"

"Can someone get her prepped already?" Alistair cut her off, snapping at the deer- in-headlights nurses.

Her screams faded down the hallway as they finally pulled her away. Alistair just stood there, staring after them, his mind a million miles away.

The pre-op went by the book. They wheeled her into surgery with her still begging for mercy. But those tears couldn't touch him anymore.

Half an hour later, they rolled Vivian out of the OR.

Alistair didn't spare her a glance until she grabbed his suit jacket with whatever strength she had left as they passed him talking to the doctor.

a cocktail of broken love, raw grief, and pure hatred. He

she rasped, barely audible but determined as hell. "Did any part of you ever actually care about me? And

blank"You look like someone from my past. I wanted

stared up at the ceiling tiles,

Her "special connection" with Alistair had just

a complete 180 about dumping her when she got pregnant. No wonder he jumped through hoops

obsessed over whether the kid would look like mom or dad, and force-fed her

face and what it reminded him

her eyes as nurses whispered

expected to find Vivian like this. She also never thought Alistair would

essentially let her father die to save this

fixed on nothing.

silence fill the room except for

Vivian let out a raspy

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