From Fiancee to Free

the cold wall, my body aching from a long shi

ar surgeon, was an hour late for dinner,

his lab, a small romantic g

mily Carter, his research assistant, her hand tracing patte

lmost perfect," she

ck with a betrayal that had

ce shifting from unguarded affe

k, but Emily' s saccharine sweetness painted me as

on his ambition, until I saw the truth: this was a

who supports his dreams, not someone w

three months, the man who preached

me, or you're in the way. Deci

is ambition, an

he symbol of a broken promise, dro

as the sound of our

number and drove away from the building, l

g one thing with chilling certainty: this was over, a