wife very much," the doctor h

on. He held her hand, his face etched with worry, kissing her forehead a

e woke up,

age glowed

ome, my love. I' ll be

, a cold knot of dr

a fit of rage that the first "attempt" with the surrogate hadn't

rchie and Faustina in th

re were no dru

father'

e again locked in

tened a

. She cried until she had no tear

urned to a cold,

rted co

Two.

Faustina's sharp cry, every time

heart was the anvil. With ever

was today. Th

vorite flowers, white gardenias. He had a

rtfelt speech, his eyes shining with wha

s Fau

at Karyme, his expression a ma

me. It's important.

y, meaningless press of his

er cam

rove her

room all night, feeling not

started just after midnight and did

ned. Archie emerged,

vered in dark bruises, love bites that

ade Karyme'

Faustina. "Get out," he sai

r face crumpled. Tears streamed do

Karyme and pulled

ove. He made me. It

tender, but Karyme felt nothing. S

ead whisper. "Do you remember wha

remember. I will never b