Her laugh in the car that day, light and breezy, has been a melody in his heart these past few days, making him feel uplifted, filled with hopeful ambition.

He had mapped out the time, plotting how to woo her, to start fresh, to love like teenagers falling for the first time.

He even planned on being there for her after the birth, to support her through the postpartum period, to take care of her and the baby...

But he hadn't anticipated it all crumbling down so suddenly, turning into nothing but wishful thinking.

What he least expected was to hear from her own lips that she was willing to give him another chance. Yet, that chance slipped through his fingers in the most brutal way imaginable, piercing his heart with profound pain.

"Liz, I..."

He wanted to say, give me another chance, we're still so young, we can have more children.

But such words choked in his throat, unsaid.

He knew how tender her heart was towards him.

Time and again, she approached him, bleeding, crying.

It was his fault, again. How could he ask for yet another chance?

eyes shut against the burning

silhouette by the

start over, part ways amicably. I don't

tear rolled silently down her

it away, leaving

please leave. Later, we'll finalize the paperwork and then... let's never see each other

constricted as he opened his

be this way? Is there really no chance

lips twitched slightly.

was no

looked at her, his expression heavier than

closed her eyes. Moments later, footsteps sounded as Remington

room door behind

in the blankets, barely

the doorknob was almost

Yolanda and Cassius. Cassius had taken Yolanda to Windale for an audition for a lead role in a period drama at a director's

the roadside from the rough ride. Yolanda stormed straight at Remington, her face a mask of fury. The

"Stand down."

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