The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

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.

After he left, I took my usual evening walk in the backyard. But a loose board in the gazebo gave way. I fell hard, and then there was blood.

The housekeeper rushed me to the hospital. The doctors warned of severe hemorrhaging and complications – my life was at risk.

to voicemail. He never made it to the

truly thought I might die on that delivery table.

some miracle, I survived and gave birth to our

eyes wet with tears, voice

my life making this up to you,

meant “miracle” in some languages, but to him, it meant

father, doting on us both. I believed I’d made

Until now.

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conversation, I realized our perfect love story was nothing but

their discussion, unaware

Mila, “Aren’t you worried about hurting your mom’s feelings by being so close

Sophie?”