When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 123

I paused, a wave of indescribable sorrow washing over me.

The whole world knew how much I loved Bryant, to the point where I couldn’t bear the

thought of anyone else in my heart. Yet, he always felt like my heart belonged to someone else,

There was a time when I would have gladly ripped my heart out just to show him, “Look, Bryant, it’s all about you.” But now, that was something I couldn’t do anymore.

I even doubted if his name would still be found within it, when all that remained were

scars.

On the way back to Christine’s place, she looked at me with such pity, biting her lip before finally asking, “Why didn’t you tell him you had a miscarriage too?”

“It wouldn’t make a difference.”

I leaned on her shoulder, my voice weak and lifeless, “So he might feel sorry and come back to me for a while. Then what?”

I had gone through this too many times. Trying over and over to make things right, only to end up more broken each time.

And the price I paid this time was even more devastating.

“True.”

Christine let out a long sigh, trying to hold back her sobs, “Let him be with the one who killed his own child. When he finds out one day, let’s see how much he regrets it.”

might never

of how he had coldly interrogated me earlier for the sake of Margaret, I felt both pitiful and

would it make

always choose Margaret

the street today had taught me a

ran towards me from afar, but at the moment when I needed him the

trembling, and

felt like my eight years

in front of him,

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profound love,

about it, “Jane, should

shook my head, looking out at the motley city lights, “Tell me, in today’s RiverCity, who

might have been handled differently,

now.

Even if Margaret’s crimes could be proven, with Bryant’s influence, he could easily turn the

now was peace, to

me more convinced

only one to meet a

a long way to

night, I slept in a daze, the day’s events

the night, drenched in cold sweat, my thoughts were

clear.

My baby….

hurt

must have. So tiny, so very small, he couldn’t even cry out

it was being tightly squeezed, sour and painful, swelling to the point where I couldn’t