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.

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

You looked absolutely awful!

I'm not letting you get hurt

You hear me?

for you. The only

that's just how women

know your coldness isn't real, my heart still aches, little by

even imagine what I'd become if

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

you

then, here's your punishment: you have to be good to

there's something I want to

time, you don't have

be the one

me be the one to

felt like a blade—gentle, yet sharp enough to carve him open, again

in both of his, pressing it to his brow. Tears streamed from his

her sleep, Isadora suddenly felt a warm

then slowly opened

saw him sitting at

and bloodshot, face drawn and haggard

did, and she'd just

up the moment she woke, and his low, unsteady

her now-flat belly. "The baby— where

drifted into unconsciousness, she'd heard the

"Our

a shaky breath. "That's good.

"You will. As soon as the nurse finishes feeding her, they'll bring