e against my cheek. My own blood pooled around me, a warm, sticky mess. Above the r

get a doctor for Et

teel pipe had crushed my legs and torso. I was dying. Ethan, her charming

than. "He' s losing so much blood!" she cried, ignoring the fact

e corner. It was then I understood. All my sacrifices, all the years I' d spent working my fingers to the bone to support her dreams, meant not

I bl

amiliar, expensive perfume Olivia wore. I was standing in the living room o

oyance and impatience. It was the night of our biggest fight, a week b

ipping with condescension. "We both know this marri

se and tossed it on the coffee table betwee

uy yourself a new car, new clothes, whatever you want. Just stop acting l

so degraded. I had refused the card, telling her my love wasn' t for sale. I had t

e, I was

w, cold calmness settled over me. I reached out and picked

hout. I did

ed a simpl

pend as much

hrow the card back in her face, to yell about dignit

Liam. Spend it all for all I care. Maybe if you' re busy sh

ction I once felt to her, that deep, painful love that had defined my entire life, was gone. It felt like something insid

the pocket of my worn-out jeans. My voice w

n' t bother you anymore. I won' t ask where you' re g

I swear, if I ever interfere in your life with Ethan again

e, I alr