e scent of antiseptic and Amaris's cloying vanil

d by a smug, victorious smile. Then, as if suddenly remembering her

rfectly pitched to carry down the hall. "You must

fectly manicured h

talks to me about you. You are a topic of our co

with a single touch. She knew exactly what Amaris wanted. She wanted a scene. She wanted Elisha to scream, to cry, to make a hysterical

o that trap. She ignored

She looked directly at her husband, her eyes cold as ice. And the

ep in a firm, possessive grip. She leaned into him, forcing him to acknowledge her pre

u forgot to introduce us properly. And you didn't tell her how happy we a

To remind him, and this woman, that she was the wife. She wa

igid at her touch, as

of genuine, ugly anger flashed in her eyes. Eli

ved. Amaris was a m

to her stomach, and she let out a soft, p

ith manufactured fear, her voice trembling perfec

ned in a

sha's grasp. The force of it was so violent it sent Elisha s

is entire focus, his ent

h a frantic panic Elisha had never heard before. He gathered Amaris into his

any insult. He had physically and emotionally cast h

r Hartley's shoulder, she looked directly at Elisha. And she

d been. The humiliation was a physical fire, burning through her veins.

ll that rage, all that pain, into a

in this clinic can see the wedding ring on your finger. This is

moment, his jaw tightened. But then he looked from Amaris's pale, u

isha as if she

seething with contempt. "She's not feeling well. Do y

discomfort warranted his complete devotion, while Eli

died in that moment. She saw a weak, selfish man, easily ma

maris whispered weak

instantly, his voice sooth

s the elevator, leaving Elisha standing alone in the sterile