Stolen Heart, A Mother's Revenge

rk white room. My

him. Graham. He was sitting in a chair by

rs brushing my arm. The touch ig

I snarled, pulling my arm a

I'm so sorry." His v

ng our daughter? For abandoning her? For playing

d it at him. It struck the wall behind h

re another heart, Emma? You have all this money, all this power! Why

rt, Graham! The heart you stole! An

osis! It was a purely medical decision, a split-second call!"

ught he was a hero, saving a "more deserving" child

Graham. You swore an oath. You let yo

th to retort, but

her eyes red and swollen, rushed in. She fell

s all my fault! Please, forgive Graham! He was just

rning in my stomach. Her words wer

ng IV lines from my

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th her cheek. She ga

her hair. "You snake! You stole my husband! Y

, Bella! And you, you opportunistic wh

. "Give me back the heart!

hands from Bella's hair, pulling me back with a force that made my head snap.

t of control! I told you, there's nothing betw

daughter?!" I screamed. "That heart was my

yelled back. "And anyway, Lily wasn't going to make it. Mia had

ocent in all of this. She's just a struggling sing

y infatuated. He saw only a damsel in distress, a pure, helpless

ly softening. He put his arm around Bella, steering her out

Bella's back, a gesture of intimacy that r

s a brilliant, aloof resident. I, the ambitious tech

ansaction, Emma,

I finally asked him to marry me, he hesita

ld eventually melt his icy exterior. I gave him everything. I overlo

a single mother. He called it "charity." I saw the way he lo

re you having an aff

be ridiculous, Emma! She's just

And like a fool, I beli

had only taught him that my love was unconditional, disposable. My s

he tears were no longer just for Lily. They

And in her place, something c