Chapter 2 - Flynn's Desperate Plea Fails In The Hospital Room
The sterile white lights of the Chicago Medical Center ICU buzzed quietly above Mabel’s hospital bed.
Flynn stood frozen beside the metal tray where the fallen bouquet of white roses lay scattered across the linoleum floor.
“Mabel, please look at me,” Flynn choked out, his voice cracking with raw, unmitigated despair.
“I didn't know about the babies... I swear to God, if I had known, I would never have touched you.”
Mabel turned her head slowly toward the window, her eyes reflecting the cold, indifferent glare of the city skyline outside.
“Your words mean nothing to me anymore, Flynn,” Mabel whispered, her voice steady despite the lingering pain in her abdomen.
“Every single promise you made during our three years of marriage was built on a foundation of absolute lies.”
Flynn took a trembling step forward, reaching out a hand as if he could somehow erase the physical and emotional scars.
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“We can fix this, Mabel! I’ll cut Selina out of my life completely, I swear it to you!” he pleaded frantically.
“The time for fixing anything ended the moment your knife pierced my flesh to protect another woman,” Mabel replied coldly.
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