pte
sa
stood up: "That
w days, so muc
st, Paul was dead set on gettin
f composure, now spoke with
re, honey. I've never c
Paul, you ca
can't l
s words were a
he shifted the b
pain I endured was all due to hi
d for him over years of being together had vanished en
vered that despite your pro
still keep in
arted, then
ard that I'd uncovere
ists, his face tw
d brittle. "Back then, I thought-maybe I should
t bear to leav
his health has deteriorated-his stomach's a wre
t Martha Janet become his mo
der, nodded eagerly. "Exactly, honey. Tha
and for the first time, my composure cracke
mily, I forced myself to forgive everything you'
lent, his words d
eone had spilled oil on the stairs. He knew exactly wha
orchestrated by Martha
all. Not only did he refuse
s the child I'd poured
Pete
ly innocent
o
he key players
"The baby is gone, and
eft in this house
t no
this suffocating house
my hardest to be the perfec
will just be Mary-no m
those who hurt me
ed, "What
tation, "Didn't you say
let you two be together
e stairwell, when Paul warned me
don't have
such a venomous woman, then fin
what this decision of
at his dream was f
uld soon beco
at Peter sleeve, shaking it ge
ped coldly
face crumpled in hurt, and he
at my heartstrings. I'd scoop him into my arms, asking
grated on my nerves-i
indow. "Think it over. And...
seeing the weariness etched into m
al room with Paul, hesitation
.
alled to ask whether I wanted to proc
upsetting me further, so they had tried callin
a last resort, asking me t
situation, they asked
on for travel. But this was the first-and last
, it would br
hem I'd go
documents. After a long wai
ab alone to the cemetery, bought a
, I should have left. But I
side the grave, k
-yet waves of dull, aching pain
orry, m
stence vanish from thi
.
al room, the first thing I sa
ed sharply and strode toward
have yo
exha
t caused my miscarriage has
nd all day to handle the afte
grip and slump back onto the hospital bed, my voic
ng, Mary. You just disappeared from the hospital witho
thing had hap
have been
tic a
nd dis
y. "Relax. I'm an adult. I
ens as he senses my cold deta
sation. Face stony, I lie back down, pull th
know you're stil
s just a
how serious the con
nd on, seemingly maki
he was afraid I'
o well-if I did pur
sily use the excuse that a child doesn't unders
about Mar
il all over the floor-enough t
ent, she manipulated the
tly, it was at
essed c
likely face serious
the dead of night to plead with
fore he could continue his endless ex
ing. "Martha Janet's ex-husband... ever since his busine
, he's bee
. he suddenl
chase after Martha Janet an
tainly avenge m
saint y
fixed my ga
n. "Her ex-husband despises her. Now that
ty, I've brought he