My Rise From the Ashes After Divorce

this is happening. I should have left when I had the chance. Now, look at me lying here in 'All this blood! All this blood!" Tears roll down my cheek while a

see emergency workers rush toward me. The anxious expressions of the EMS team fuel my desire

"How is she?" The technician replies, "We need to get her to the hospital. She'

the floor and a wall damaged by impact. I called for my husband. A male voice responds, but it isn't Blake; it is Ja

ospital room. A nurse approaches me, and in tha

e doctor in here to see you. Everything w

nk y

ng, Mrs. Crenshaw. I'm happy you a

ave for the doctor is

st the baby; you h

ter loss, but this emotional sadness and pain were so intense that it was unimaginable.

who was here earlier w

I burst into tears, turning my face into my pillow. Confined to this hospital bed, unable to confront the husband I marr

to move out of my uncle's house, now that I was employed steadily. My uncle was unhappy with my choi

ome accustomed to shady men looking for my uncle to collect debt. So, it wasn't surprising when this man appeared several nights a week, always clad in da

ur uncle never told you that yo

an hardly call you a stranger. But my uncle isn

. "You aren

hould

grin, he replied.

ust get up early for work. So

ght my uncle had paid him. Until one day he came home bea

sure! My limbs

were going to quit ga

her sacrificed his life to save you. I should have put y

w families tre

you want to see me cut

was desperate to escape this situation. Months la

ard of Crenshaw Banking in

e bank. Don't tell me

ers, and he tells me he wo

of a bank want to take me o

erience what it's like to live a good life? A man like Blake Crenshaw d

sion. "Hey! He might be

just a simple dinner date; nothing will probably

bed. Now I realize that was t

ed for thirty minutes, before a sleek black sports c

" I muttere

dsome guy gets out of the vehicle. Al

ing smile spreading across his face. "Did I h

this man ever b

so." He chuckle

ve calf-length pencil sk

s looking for," he said, looking me

ferent," I replied, glancing at my reflection in the mirror

do you think he's hands

ted, feeling my

's all tha

st so well p

le says, giving me a gent

sed. My semi-casual outfit paled in comparison to how he appea

d himself, his deep tenor voice triggering butte

I replied, my nerves bub

go?" he asked, e

ept me off my feet, so I said yes. We shared a beautiful private ceremony in Cancun, his twin brother Jake was his best