Broken Vows by Tessa Montgomery

Chapter28

The pills were different from what I usually took.

Although I studied obstetrics, I could still tell the difference.

Unless I was still groggy from sleep, I wouldn’t have mixed them up.

The bottle was on the bedside table.

Usually, no one else but Antonio would enter my room.

The answer was clear.

My hand holding the pills started shaking uncontrollably.

In the end, I collapsed to the floor with a thud.

“It’s impossible…”

I desperately tried to comfort myself, trying to believe in Antonio.

After all, we had truly been in love for so many years.

At our best, he’d protected me from a car accident, shielding me with his body just to keep me safe.

He said, “Grace, you mean more to me than anything, event more than myself. I can’t lose you.”

That day, I cried until I could barely breathe, vowing to love him forever.

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Today, I was crying just as hard, but now I was searching for a reason to still believe in him.

Antonio.

Please, don’t let it be you…

It wasn’t until the third day that I finally asked Chloe.

medication. You can’t just take it while pregnant. It could cause birth

unable to hear anything

in Antonio’s eyes when he left

I finally understood.

bit of hope

Years of love.

the pressure

and for all.

come back on the third day.

as the day faded into night, then back

non–stop.

Πρ

battery and shut off, leaving in complete

birthday. I sat outside the operating room and called Antonio.

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you still mad? I’ve been

You keep ignoring my calls and messages. What do you want me to do? If you can’t

harsh as ever by the end.

pretended not to

detachment, I said.

remember

was a pause,

I wiped my tears

fine if you forgot. You don’t ever need to remember again. Antonio, when you get back, let’s get a divorce.”

so long

his voice finally came through.

force me to come back? Why do you have to be so extreme? Why can’t you just understand? Do you think this will make

come back when you learn how

forced a

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at the chat history and photos

me messages over these past few

recent conversations,

of ten overtime nights had been

cooking meals for him, waiting for him to come

neck, I had convinced myself they were

had trusted