Husband and Sister’s Betrayal
Her voice was kept very low, careful and cautious.
The anesthetic was wearing off, and waves of heavy, sharp, dull pain came from my abdomen. I instinctively raised my hand, my fingertips touching not the rounded curve I expected, but a flat, empty space wrapped in thick gauze. The sensation was foreign and cold, like ice against my heart.
Linda watched my movement, holding her breath, and hesitantly asked: "...Do you regret it?"
Regret? How could I?
This pain was nothing compared to one ten-thousandth of the betrayal and calculation that couple had inflicted on me!
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