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op it! What are you doing? It' s just a headstone! We can fix it, replace it!" His voice was calm, dismissi

t' s all I have left! And you, you took everything from me! My job, my future, my mother' s chance at life, and now her peace?! Why? Why do you keep taking everyt

ly saw it. His face hardened. He pulled me back, then in a sudden, violent motion, he raised his hand and slapped me across the face. The blow s

Britney didn' t kill your mother! And for God' s sake, get a grip! You' re such a mess now. You couldn'

m the utter disgust that now filled me. "Get out!" I roared, my voice

r me, a flicker of something resembling concer

me-a simple, elegant band of white gold, and shoved it into Jake' s chest. "I am married, Jake," I said, my vo

ulous, Alena. Who would marry you, a weeping mess? Some poor fool you tricked?" His arrogance, even now, was breathtaking. He

ught I would never move on. He thought I was incapabl

s friends, but the impact was hard, sending me crashing to the ground. A sharp, agonizing pain f

gs, soaking into the dry earth. My heart leaped into my throat. Blood. So much blood. I

ut. Just yesterday. I hadn' t even had a chance to tell Davion, to celebrate. This child, conceived after months of bitter herbal remedies,

ere! Help me! My baby!" I pleaded, my v

d, his eyes softened, comprehension dawning. He bent down, s

"Don' t listen to her! She' s just trying to trick you! It' s prob