The Mighty CEO Knelt Outside My Door After I Asked for a Divorce

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asked quietly, their voice nearly d

d stared at the tiny, pale body surrounded

othing new-calls still go

steps forward, gently brushing her da

not wait for hi

to dealing with death

, he might regret it for the rest of his life. Are

gre

ly let out a

her, he was off playing happy family-with his mistress and her daughter at

anded on Sophie's al

lla wiped it

much in this life-she wouldn't le

e're not wai

.

emed urn she could find, carefully paint

the somber black cloth from the funeral hom

he didn't feel a thing. Numbly, she flagged

ed into the bustle of downtown. Glitzy displays flash

aughter too. There was nothi

up the windshield, so b

ght of the massive LED screens lining the s

ess gown and diamond tiara, rode up in a pumpkin carriage. Charles Hart, the all-

ing. Together they lit ten tiers of a custom cake, and when Olivi

of three" practically ooze

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f fireworks exp

what a life. Being Mr. Hart's dau

utched Sophie's urn tighter, a sha

back roads

ly above a whisper. It al

e'd picked her up from. His heart s

am... my co

urn, avoiding the b

t least there were no more LED

i rolled to a stop in

holding the urn close, and stood under

still dancing across the piano keys.She practiced so hard-even when she was sick

ional piano award, do you thi

er nose as she dragged her hea

ll stool beside the piano, opened

melody echoed in the room, tearing open her ra

ents passed away,

d become a h

ted to play one la

ion-Stella played it over and over until her ha

, she came downstairs the next

sunlight felt like

rough the door, the chilly breeze clinging

ad finall

e took off his coat and hung it

s still

out a bit

as he finally done playing house somewher

gus

ng on her face-and for a split second, he froze. Then his bro

ng to be another one of

n't be b

and rushed back. Go get Sophi

rds "piano class" n

three times a week,

turdays were the only day she worked up

lined, she cut do

ery, Charles finally

t, dressed up in her prettiest whit

she'd have a

e piano tea

hed over, Sophie ha

s had bailed-the assistant dro

ged just so she could have one moment where her cla

ed him to sho

d more than t

rating table, waiting for a c

how heartbroken her baby g

harles like she wanted to burn a ho

You're never ta

ed to mean?" Charle

e, and now she's act

ime for your ga

er voice cracked,

ne! Sophi