I hadn't gotten far when I ran into Rebecca, fresh from a prenatal checkup. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw me. She snatched the report from my hand. "Well, well. Heart disease?"

She let out a cold laugh.

"Elaine Cox. Five years ago you thought he was too poor, so you got rid of the baby and dumped him. Now that he's rich, what, you're hoping he'll pay for your treatment?"

"Let me make one thing clear. Sean is mine now. Don't even think about it."

I drew a slow breath and finally spoke.

"Miss Henson, Sean and I were never headed in the same direction. We were just too young back then."

"I'll figure out the medical bills on my own. Take good care of him. I wish you both a happy marriage."

I stepped around her. I'd barely taken two steps before a shriek split the air behind me.

I turned. Rebecca was on the ground, clutching her stomach, her face twisted in horror.

"You pushed me! My baby! My baby!"

I froze. My mind went blank.

I moved toward her to help her up, but Sean came rushing in and shoved me aside. I hit the ground, and my vision flickered black.

Rebecca collapsed into his arms, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.

"Sean, she saw that I'm pregnant and she pushed me..."

Sean lifted his head. His gaze found me, cold as steel.

"Elaine Cox. Five years ago you killed my child. Now you want to kill a second one?"

Agony ripped through my chest. I shook my head, desperate to deny it, but his palm had already connected with my face.

The force snapped my head sideways. My cheek burned white-hot, and a high-pitched ringing flooded my ears.

Sean held Rebecca in his arms, his eyes filled with nothing but disgust as he looked at me.

"Elaine, honestly? I don't think someone like you deserves to be alive."

I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat closed up like something was lodged inside it.

"As a wife, you were a gold-digger. Disloyal. Faithless. As a mother, you were heartless enough to kill your own child. As a human being, you're selfish, cold-blooded, fickle, and paranoid."

"The worst thing I ever did in my life was meet you."

His voice was a blade, each word carving into my heart.

"Sean, what happened back then..." I started, trying to explain.

But he had already picked up the medical report from the floor. A smile twisted across his face, uglier than tears.