Right after I finished speaking, Rita threw herself off the hospital bed. Her eyes were red-rimmed and swollen, filled with stubbornness and sorrow."Looks like I've been getting in the way of your perfect little family. The doctor said if I didn't get new skin grafts soon, the burns could kill me. Don't worry. I'll stay out of sight so I won't ruin your happiness," she said.She deliberately pulled back her sleeve, exposing the mottled, raw skin beneath. Then, with tears streaming down her face, she dialed her phone and called to give up on treatment.And with that, the last flicker of guilt in Milton's eyes vanished completely.He leaned in and gently kissed the corner of Rita's mouth. Then he turned to me, his gaze dark and venomous."You're not pregnant," he said quietly, his voice ice-cold.Then, he called the doctors into the room. "Since Rita needs new skin… cut it from her stomach."Without warning, he raised his foot and slammed it down on my abdomen, pinning me into th
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