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Divorcing the Valerius EmpireI was bleeding through my dress, and the doctors said emergency surgery was our unborn baby’s only chance. My husband owned an empire. His assistant wouldn’t release the deposit. “Two signatures. An itemized bill. Finance approval.” Every time I sent one document, Luciana demanded another. When Dante finally answered, I begged him to authorize the transfer. “She’s following procedure, Alessia. Stop making this difficult.” “There’s still a heartbeat,” I whispered. “But we’re running out of time.” “Then do what Luciana says.” He hung up before I could tell him what she was asking for next.

Mom Didn't Know the Body on Her Table Was MeMom touched my face gently for the first time. I was lying on her autopsy table. “Her family must be heartbroken,” she whispered. She didn’t recognize the ring I’d made. Or the scar she’d once called disgusting. Then my sister called. “If Sophie won’t come to your match, she needn’t come home.” I wanted to tell her I was already here.