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.

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

froze completely, unable to hear

in Antonio’s eyes when he left that day.

I finally understood.

hope for

Years of love.

withstand the

collapsed, once and for

back on the

at nothing as the day faded into

non–stop. But

Πρ

and shut off, leaving in

my birthday. I sat outside the operating room and called

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you still mad? I’ve been so busy. I

this for the triple pay! Can’t you understand that? You keep ignoring my calls and messages. What do you want me to do? If you can’t handle it, then just divorce me already. It’s not like

as harsh as ever by the

to hear it.

and detachment,

remember

pause, no answer.

didn’t care. I wiped my

need to remember

so long

his voice finally came

force me to come back? Why do you have to be so extreme? Why can’t you just

hate when you play these games! Grace, I’ll come

a smile.

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history and photos on my phone.

Sarah’s second account, sending me messages

to their recent conversations,

out of ten overtime nights had been spent

for him, waiting for

the marks on his neck, I had convinced myself

trusted him completely.