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A vehicle collision left me severely wounded and bleeding. Asher, the man who had once sworn to my parents he'd always keep me safe, didn't even look my way. He was preoccupied with securing the seatbelt for his longtime friend, gazing at her adoringly. "Silly girl, if you bump your head again, don't come complaining to me," he said teasingly. A bystander summoned an ambulance for me, which ultimately stopped my bleeding. Seven days later, that same longtime friend, Camilla, approached me confidently, holding a revealing nightgown. She waved it in front of me with a smug expression. "Avery, I

The Day My Unborn Child Died in His Arms

I had intended to take a taxi to my place, but after changing and exiting, Parker lowered his car window and shouted to me.


It caught me off guard. As a high-profile attorney, Parker typically had a packed schedule. Yet here he was, grinning as he drove. "The office gave everyone the day off."


Why did he seem more thrilled about my marital split than I was?


Upon reaching the apartment complex, he said he'd wait at the entrance and asked me to find him once I was finished. I agreed and headed towards the place I'd called home for six years.


Just as I approached the building, a sudden dousing of cold water soaked me. I gazed upward to see Camilla leaning out from the second story.


"Oh my, Avery! I was just tending to my plants. I didn't see you there..." She offered an overly dramatic apology, but the hint of satisfaction in her eyes was unmistakable.


Not willing to put up with her charade, I struck her across the face.


Chapter 6