Chapter 123

I paused, a wave of indescribable sorrow washing over me.

The whole world knew how much I loved Bryant, to the point where I couldn’t bear the

thought of anyone else in my heart. Yet, he always felt like my heart belonged to someone else,

There was a time when I would have gladly ripped my heart out just to show him, “Look, Bryant, it’s all about you.” But now, that was something I couldn’t do anymore.

I even doubted if his name would still be found within it, when all that remained were

scars.

On the way back to Christine’s place, she looked at me with such pity, biting her lip before finally asking, “Why didn’t you tell him you had a miscarriage too?”

“It wouldn’t make a difference.”

I leaned on her shoulder, my voice weak and lifeless, “So he might feel sorry and come back to me for a while. Then what?”

I had gone through this too many times. Trying over and over to make things right, only to end up more broken each time.

And the price I paid this time was even more devastating.

“True.”

Christine let out a long sigh, trying to hold back her sobs, “Let him be with the one who killed his own child. When he finds out one day, let’s see how much he regrets it.”

“He might never regret it.”

Thinking of how he had coldly interrogated me earlier for the sake of Margaret, I felt both pitiful and pathetic.

would it make if he

choose Margaret over

street today had taught me a painful

the moment when I needed him the most,

and roared with

felt like my eight years of feelings

front of him, he probably would have

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a profound love,

thought about it, “Jane,

my head, looking out at the motley city lights, “Tell me, in today’s RiverCity, who can stand against

situation might have been handled differently,

now.

going to the police? Even if Margaret’s crimes could be proven, with Bryant’s influence, he

to be

her madness today made me more convinced that Timothy’s death was

the only one to meet

was still a long way to

day’s

the middle of the night, drenched in cold sweat,

clear.

My baby….

when

tiny, so very small, he couldn’t even

swelling to the point where I couldn’t breathe. Only

relief.

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