Eleven Miscarriages, One Final Cut

ect the pregnancy, she lay in a hospital bed day after day, enduring inject

years, Ethan Grayson, had already given that one dos

de a ruthless decision, ending the pregnan

between women. But anyone who betraye

never once used and dialed

my father, didn't you? Come pick me

would kneel before every god he could thi

..

onths confined to a hospital bed to keep the baby safe

avily in a research institute to create a drug to sta

lowered his head, typing rapidly. When he looked up at Clara

ablet to play a game. That was when she noticed Ethan hadn't

produced. Miss Zane is still early in her pregnancy and i

s delicate, and it wasn't easy for her to get pregnant wi

for Mrs. Grayson. She's on daily injections, be

re won't make a difference. By the time she get

. It was as if she had plunged into icy water. Her body began to trembl

hey had fought through gunfire and bloodshed, rising

humiliate t

lood, she had swallowed countless pi

they should give up, that her health mattered more t

njection, Ethan would kneel beside her and

r the blood on his hands. He prayed like a man drowning-on his knees, voice

less in a hospital bed for six months fighting

looked up at Ethan, who was sti

looked up, his eyes

ed. The special drug will be ready

is head, a new message popp

ust kicked. Come

as he replied without hesita

. If you're not here by

t cute stickers

xing her. "My dear, don'

several kiss

of behavior he o

isible hand had clenched her heart, squ

ost in his own world, a clea

ther woman. Even if Clara wanted to

o known father. Ethan's mother had been beaten and driven awa

rom rumors and cruelty, Clara picked up a stick and

n when he was beaten half to death by his fa

was twelve, and

fell gravely ill, Ethan swore to pro

o stay alive. They gambled with their lives, clawed their way upward,

longed for a family member bound to them by bloo

betrayal far deeper tha

noticed the tears at the corner of Clara's eyes. He quic

Don't be sad. Before long, there'll

a clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into

stirring trouble. I need to t

ara grabbed his wrist. She looked up at him, f

very well. Can