My Husband, My Best Friend, My Ruin

Sienna's POV

I lay on the floor where my son, Jack Quinn, had shoved me. Blood kept pouring out beneath me, but my black clothes soaked up most of it.

My husband, Elliott Quinn, looked down at my pale face, his brow deeply furrowed.

The next second, he let go of my best friend, Lauren Langley, and turned to gently help me up.

"Sienna, look at you. Jack was just upset. He's only a child, so don't hold it against him. Stop making a scene and apologize to Lauren, okay? You pushed her so hard just now. Her arm is black and blue."

Elliott held me in his arms. We were so close that he must have smelled the blood on me, yet the one he cared about was still Lauren, who had nothing more than a single bruise on her arm. He even expected me to apologize to her.

I stared up at him, my eyes bloodshot.

Elliott frowned impatiently and sighed. "Actually, the baby you lost back then could have been saved. In the end, neither your dad nor I signed the consent form. And Jack didn't want a new sibling either, fearing it would make Lauren sad."

He stroked my hair and said softly, "Sienna, Lauren has put up with this for five years. Now it's your turn. Just swallow it and pretend nothing happened today. You'll still be Mrs. Quinn, okay?"

Elliott's words were as sharp as knives, each one stabbing straight through me.

I shivered all over, chilled to the bone.

I'd thought of so many reasons for my miscarriage.

Dad had told me my body was too weak. Elliott had insisted I worried too much. Even Jack had blamed me, claiming I hadn't taken care of myself and had cost him a sibling.

As it turned out, the three of them were the very ones who had killed my baby with their own hands.

My face felt ice-cold, and the tears wouldn't stop streaming down it.

Lauren, standing beside me, assumed I was still upset over what had happened today. She gripped my shoulders, pleading through her tears, "I'm sorry, Sienna. I asked for too much. It just made me so sad to hear Elliott talking about your fifth anniversary gift."

She paused and added smugly, "I never imagined the gift he wanted to give you was going public with our relationship. If I'd known sooner, I…"

Mockery glinted in her eyes, as if she were laughing at me for having everyone turn against me.

Something inside me snapped. I lunged at Lauren in a frenzy and clamped my hands around her throat.

"Sienna! You're insane!" Elliott shouted. He yanked me off her and pinned my hands in a vise-like grip.

I thrashed and screamed wildly, "You murderers! Go to hell, all of you!"

These lunatics had killed my baby, yet here they were, still putting on an act in front of me.

If I'd known the truth sooner, I never would have let them get away with it for all these years!

When Jack, who had been standing off to the side, saw that I was about to break free and choke Lauren again, he couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up a thermal flask from the floor and swung it hard at me.

With a bang, it shattered against my head, and blood streamed down my face.

Jack shuddered with fear at the sight of all the blood covering my face. But when he turned to his beloved Lauren, whose eyes were brimming with tears, he mustered up his courage again. "You're a bad mommy. You're not welcome in this family. You should go live on the streets and die out there."

In an instant, all the strength drained from my body, and I slid limply to the floor.

In the final moment before everything went dark, countless memories flashed through my mind.

But just as quickly, I ruthlessly tore them to shreds.

I didn't want this family anymore.