Love or Lies?
For the first time, he did not answer a single call.
He just sat there, head in his hands, replaying the image of me—his wife—bleeding out on the ground, knowing that he had done this to me. He could not bear to think why I had hidden the pregnancy from him.
As Reynold thought of a possibility, he quickly shook his head, refusing to acknowledge the truth.
...
Fortunately, my life was not in danger, and I was soon transferred to a recovery room. When I opened my eyes, I found Reynold anxiously hovering by my bedside.