ly, after David, my fiancé and Lily' s father, vanished without a trace, leaving us to drown in debt and medical bi
is side, her arm possessively linked through his. She was glowing, pregnant with his child,
e mother of his child, and asked, "Who are you?" His mother and Chloe joined in, accusing me o
aw my dreams, now look at me with such cold indifference, even annoya
up to machines. He looked at our dying daughter and declared, "Whatever is wrong with this child, it has nothing to do with me." That lie, that ult