The Echo of a Broken Vow
That was the price, and that was the night we lost our child.
I was rushed to the hospital—first for a stomach pump, then for the procedure.
When I woke up in the hospital bed, Pierse was holding me, sobbing like a child.
"Eva, I will never let you suffer like this again. It doesn’t matter if we have kids or not. I just want you. In this life, I only want you."
And I had believed him completely.
But in the end, he was the one who broke that promise first.
Pulling myself out of the memory, I looked at him—the man standing before me now, his eyes filled with despair.