Betrayed by the Man I Loved

he belt of my robe. "He needed your family's record label. He's always been min

ant to be the fin

s, beyond anger.

house," I said,

ere," she sneered. "

hed over me. "Fine," I said. "You can have him. You can have all of it. Just

urrender wasn't what she wanted. She w

rabbed a crystal vase from a side table and smashed it

ed the shard across her own che

an's footsteps approaching from the bedro

scene: Sabrina crying with a bleeding cheek,

e. He didn't ask

me, his face contorted with

," I pleaded, but h

ruin my career," he spat. "That your firstborn would be

ved me

, the corner of the heavy glass cof

gasped, looking down. Blood was starting

me, his eyes cold and

me do?" he said, his

und Sabrina, and walked away, l

g agony in my womb. But it was nothi

purse, my hand leaving a trail of blood on the pol

o the operator. "I think... I

e world

thing I saw was the flat expanse of my stomach beneath

ly, replaced by a cold, silent void. There was no grief, no sad

g, my phone ran

voice a dead mo

" he demanded, his voice sharp with annoyance. "

e didn't ask about the babies.

CMA after-party tonight. Our partnership with your family

hun

ther call came thro

ght, or if you try to pull anything, I'm leaking the video

, a promise of complete an

rything. My babies, my husband, my dignity. And now, they w

my contacts and found the one pers

ew F

d the ca

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