Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 273

We walked quickly toward the car, the cold night air biting my skin as I held Olivia against me, her hand lifeless in mine. It was like holding a doll, her fingers stiff and unresponsive. Her body felt unnaturally cold, as if the life had been drained out of her. I could feel the chill of her skin through the fabric of my shirt, and my heart ached with every step..

“It’s going to be alright, my love,” I whispered over and over, trying to reassure her, trying to calm the storm inside me. “You are safe now. You are with me.”

I kept repeating the words as if they could heal the wounds she had suffered. As If my voice could somehow bring her back to me, make her whole again.

The car finally came into view, its headlights cutting through the dark like a beacon of hope. Ethan was already at the driver’s side, his attention divided between me and the road ahead. I slid into the backseat, carefully positioning Olivia across my lap, her head resting against my chest. I held her close, my arms wrapped protectively around her as if I could shield her from the world that had hurt her.

Her hand was ice cold, and I couldn’t stop myself from pressing it against my cheek, desperate for any sign of life. But there was nothing. She didn’t stir. She didn’t move.

her arm gently, trying to coax some warmth back into her skin, trying to make her feel alive

ached with every beat, a relentless reminder that she was still so far from me. What had

skin sending a jolt through me. I couldn’t bear it.

myself, as much as I told her. The words tasted empty in my

on the phone, his words hurried and urgent. I could hear the

between the cemetery and the clinic stretching endlessly in my mind. Every minute felt like an eternity, my anxiety rising with each passing second. I kept my eyes on Olivia, praying for some

stop. Doctors and nurses rushed out, ready to take Olivia from me, but I hesitated,

said firmly, my voice hoarse. “I’m not letting

of the