a sterile white coat told me

r crash that had shattered my pelvis. The other driver, a w

husband, Ethan Hayes. The poli

han was a rock. He was the brilliant tech mogul, the man who could solve any proble

His voice was cold steel. "I will make sure sh

tries, to crush her. Willow Greene was sentenced to a long prison term. Ethan told m

pered, his forehead pressed against mine. "I only need you. Your happiness is

My wife is my world. My everything." The world saw him a

the coast, a glass and steel marvel where every light, every temperature, every song was tailored to my mood. He bought me the entire a

man in the world. I b

miracle

nes on a pl

g against my ribs. I took anothe

preg

-in-a-million chance. A medical marvel. My bod

me to my knees. My life, our life, was finally

erence downtown. I decided to surprise him, to see the look on his face when

stage, a master of his domain, captivating the audience with his vis

t to bring out the visionary behind our new flagship app, 'Serenity.' A wo

me like a p

uldn'

it

, confident. And she was pregnant. Very pregnant. At least five

arm around her. They looke

ert about the conference. It linked to a popular blog. The headline read: "Tech's Hottest Power

ok, a serialized romance that had gone viral. It detailed her passionat

luence to get her released early fr

eetings, their passionate n

ned for his other woman, a pale imitation of the

Ethan had made for me, was a dis

reatest joy: the child they

ect marriage was a cruel, meticulously crafted

d them. I saw him open the door of a sleek black car for her. I saw him lean in and kiss her, a deep, lingering kiss full of a pass

had neve

t, Ethan

an late, it was a huge succes

rm, loving, and

but a vast, cold emptiness. The miracle inside me felt like a curse. This child wa

nt to my f

y phone and called

ly calm. "I need to schedule a

livia. Is eve

-am fine, I need...

other end of the

gs on the wall. They looked cheap