After Oliver's heart was removed, his body was dumped onto the morgue floor like a piece of trash.From a distance, I watched Wilson and Catherine wrinkle their noses and kick the body aside.A cold laugh escaped me.Then I walked out of the hospital.None of it had anything to do with me anymore.Ever since Poppy was a baby, Oliver had always found ways to hurt her.He'd hit her.Pinch her.Push her around.After Poppy learned to call Zara "Mommy," it got even worse.Whenever he heard it, he'd shove her down and start hitting her.And every single time, Zara took Oliver's side without even asking what happened.I was buried in work.By the time I realized how bad things were, the damage had already been done.Poppy didn't speak until she was five because of him.Even so, seeing how his own parents, Holden and Zara, treated him now made me shake my head.Pathetic.I'd planned to take Poppy to the amusement park for her birthday.But the second we stepped outside, Oliv
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