Chapter 2

Chapter 2

That night Mila was born kept replaying in my mind.

We were still a week from the due date. Callum had cleared his schedule, insisting on staying home with

me until the baby arrived. He’d been attentive and caring.

That evening, he’d just promised to cook dinner when his phone rang. “Important business,” he’d said, promising to return quickly.

I didn’t think much of it – I was feeling fine, and our housekeeper was there. I didn’t need constant

supervision.

But a loose board in the gazebo gave way.

housekeeper rushed me to the hospital. The doctors warned of severe

no family except Callum. But his phone kept going to voicemail. He never made it to the

thought I might die on that delivery table.

and gave birth to

I regained consciousness, Callum was kneeling beside my bed, eyes wet with tears, voice

this up to you, Aria, and to our Mila,”

– he chose the name himself. It meant “miracle” in some languages, but to

perfect husband and father, doting on us both. I believed I’d made the right choice

Until now.

love story was nothing but a farce. Even my Mila had

continued their discussion, unaware of my presence.

hurting your

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