Betrayed but Loved

My wedding day. Five months pregnant, ready to marry the man I loved.

Then, two strangers burst in, dragging me out, darkness descending as a rough bag covered my head.

They held me a day and a night; I lost my baby, left in a field, my wedding dress torn and stained.

Waking in a hospital, I learned my fiancé, Mark Sullivan, had publicly called off our engagement, announcing his immediate marriage to my best friend, Tiffany Hayes.

Just when I thought I was utterly broken, Mark' s younger brother, Ethan, appeared like a savior, promising a future, showering me with love, building a fortress around my shattered life.

For three years, he was my everything, my protector, the man who wanted a family with me, even as fertility doctors said my body was too damaged.

But then, I overheard a conversation on the terrace, a quiet, chilling confession between Ethan and his friend.