ight in her belly, the familiar flutter of movement she had cherished for months, was gone. A profound, hollow ache replaced it,
gone. The thought was a fl
a simple pair of jeans and a plain gray t-shirt, her hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. She looked like a kind, responsi
soft and gentle. "The doctor said you mig
her, the woman who was a willing part of this nigh
y?" Ava's voice
on the bedside table. "She's very small, but the doctors
that, Ava. The stress, the doctor said it was too much for you. Liam t
on. Chloe was twisting the narrative, painting Ava as an unstable, reckless mo
t," Ava
ed me. He wants to make sure you have the best care." She picked up a we
ess. When she dabbed the cloth against Ava's skin, her nails dug in just a little, a small, deliberate act of cruelty.
rying to push her hand
been burned, letting out a small, sharp cry. The bowl of water on the tray wobb
g her wrist. Her eyes filled with tears
open. Liam rushed in, his
ing on?" h
re locked on Chloe, who was now sobbing
was just trying to help her.
ot a look of pure fury over his shoulder at Ava, who lay helpless in the bed,
you?" he snarled. "She's here to h
e, comforting the woman who had helped him destroy her, and blamed her for it al