Beyond Broken: Finding Her Peace

orld came back into focus slowly. White ceiling. White walls. A t

t throb, a hollow ache that was more than

her expression

"The surgery went well. You lost a lo

a hand on my stomach. It felt flat. Empty. Gone. The dull ach

g the pillow. The nurse quietly checked my v

as on, the volume low. A local news channe

aking a grand gesture for his growing family. Our sources say Sterling bought o

recting movers as they loaded cribs, strollers, and mountains of toys into a truck. The

cle

l waste in a biohazard bag. His

grief. Years ago, just after we were married. I was pre

p with a knife. He lunged at Michael. I didn't think. I just moved, shoving Michae

mother, who was with us, tried to intervene and was thrown against a wall. She suffered a cerebral hemo

first child and

st killed our

first loss. He' d held me while I wep

ed. "We' ll have another. We' ll f

love, of sacrifice, of forgiveness

ed into something else. Some

tton. When the nurse came

r," I said. "And I nee

ing his victim. I was don

ng to div

bed, just as she had for years. A network of tubes and

d. It was cool

breaking. "I' m so sorry. I lo

dn' t come. I just sat there, my t

I have to. I can' t do th

d to be. The woman who believed in love and second chances. She was g