ManyWriters

I'm the youngest forensic sketch artist at the police station,
Ivo is a star at the fire department.
We were the envied model couple.
The biggest jewelry store in our city was robbed,
While sorting through photos of suspects,
I discovered my fiancé picking out a necklace.
But the woman beside him wasn't me.
On the anniversary of my mother's death,
I miscarried.
Clutching my stomach, I called Ivo, begging him to take me to the hospital.
Ivo said, "Meadow forgot her keys and can't get home. I'm a firefighter, I need to let her in."
Leaving me lying in a pool of blood.
I asked for a breakup.
This time, I'm the one leaving you.
Ivo said in front of his friends, "She's making a big deal out of nothing this time. After we break up, don't come begging me to take you back."
Later,
When he was in an accident and lying in a hospital bed hoping I'd visit,
I only tossed out one line:
"No need to save him, he's not gonna die anyway."

I Lost My Baby When He Was With His Mistress

"Aria, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life."


"Aria, I love you. Let's stop giving each other the cold shoulder, okay? Let's be good to each other."


Ivo, why do you have to slap me and then offer me candy?


While Ivo was cooking, I put his phone on silent.


Sure enough, there were no calls all day.


He held me as we lay on the couch watching a movie.


"Watch the movie with me. Let's not look at our phones, okay?"


Such a warm embrace, why did I feel a bit cold?


"Sweetheart, be good. I need to check if there are any urgent tasks."


My heart sank, and I felt a lump in my throat.


Chapter 5