Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

I looked online and saw so many photos of newborns-wrinkled, scrunched-up,

honestly not very cute at all.

I really hope our baby is a beautiful little angel.

Forgive me for being so shallow, okay?

Anyway, I'm getting off topic.

That day, Nanette and I went to The Fitzgerald Group. I was standing by the door when I overheard what you said.

You said...

At this point, Victor noticed the dried streaks of tears on the letter.

He knew-his Isadora must have cried her heart out writing these words.

A crushing ache tightened around Victor's chest. His lips trembled, tears slipping

from reddened eyes and falling silently onto the page.

After a long moment, Victor forced himself to keep reading.

It's not true that I don't mind.

But I believe in your love for me.

So I guessed-you must have said those things on purpose, right?

That's why, more than being upset, I felt worried and uneasy.

from Europe, your chest bandaged in white but still stained with blood,

You looked absolutely awful!

I'm not letting you get hurt

You hear me?

right now, there's nothing I can do for you. The only thing I can do is take better

just

know your coldness isn't real, my heart

even imagine what I'd become if you ever stopped loving

want to scold me-wondering why I've got so many crazy thoughts

you sad now? Do you feel guilty

your punishment: you have to be good to me for the rest of

something I want

have

let me be the one who

be the one

yet sharp enough to carve him open, again and

pressing it to his brow.

Isadora suddenly felt a warm dampness

slowly

saw him sitting

bloodshot, face drawn and haggard

exhausted than she did, and she'd

moment she woke, and his low, unsteady voice quivered,

her. She glanced down at her now-flat belly. "The baby— where is

unconsciousness, she'd

"Our daughter's safe. She's

breath. "That's good.

unsaid. "You will. As soon as the nurse finishes feeding