She Told Me My Husband Was Dead And Demanded My Baby—Seconds Later, Everything Fell Apart

doesn’t lose gracefully.”

Now I remained perfectly still while the iron glowed near my stomach.

Victoria leaned in closer. “Your husband is dead. No one is coming to save you.”

Then the back door burst open.

Ryan stood in the doorway, his boots dusty, uniform wrinkled, and eyes cold as steel.

He looked at the iron. Then at my belly. Then at his mother.

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