Chapter 47

Seeing my hesitation, Luke interjected, "I promised Wendy I would help you. I've made that promise to her..."

"A promise is a promise; I've heard you say that twice already," I interrupted.

Luke nodded seriously. "Exactly, so don't worry. If you want to talk, I am here to listen."

"I can tell you," I sighed, trying to sound casual. "It's not really a big deal."

Luke watched me quietly, patiently waiting for me to speak.

So, I divulged everything—how Max drugged me, resulting in the death of our baby, and how he had taken out a substantial insurance policy early on.

I thought I was composed enough, but as I spoke, particularly about the tragic death of the baby, I couldn't help but well up with tears. I didn't want to appear weak, so I tried to keep my eyes wide open, holding back the tears and the sting in my nose. Smiling through my tears, I asked Luke, "Luke, I know I am foolish for loving a jerk for so many years. But... why did Max have to do this to me?"

My voice was hoarse