e sterile smell, the beeping ma

ho had worked for me for years,

I whispered,

harma. You're awake. The doctors said it wa

rom my purse, and called the ambulance. He'd seen the

Mrs. Bellweather... she stumbled. It looked... intentional. And the little girl, L

ot that it ma

the ceiling. Liam. My

by my side for three days, barely sleeping, spoon-feeding me soup, his

om, I saw him. In the corridor. He was pacing

concern. He looked exactly as he had when I was sic

. How could he change so much? How could the love he professed, the love I believed

al." I heard her voice, weak and tea

... do you think she reall

aximum damage, a question she knew I m

ver truly love *me*?" Her voice wa

iam's voice, lo

Ava wasn't my wife... you would be

where I was still, technically, at the top, but only by a thread, a technicality.

e me, clawing, tearing. He was emo

as furious, her eyes blazing. "He left yo

ch David had retrieved, buzzed. A

s a v

ssed

d in the gardens of the Harrington family estate.

ride... w

They exchanged vows, rings. Liam's parents were there, beaming. Julian

around Sophia's neck – the Harrington matriarch's necklace, passed down for g

o: "Everything you had, Ava, I have too. A

as still his beloved wife, planning our future, he had married her. Legall

e no longer loved. I wa

just shatter. It