They took me. Two men. Zip ties. A warehouse. My husband, the sheriff, sent every deputy he had to save his first love. She'd swallowed a bottle of pills. She was dying. I didn't call him. I let them hurt me. Last time, I called. He came. His team took the kidnappers down. I walked out alive. The next morning, Hannah Brooks was dead. She'd called him seventeen times while he was saving me. He never answered. He told me he didn't regret it. I was his wife. I was carrying his child. Saving me was the only choice. I believed him. The night I gave birth to our daughter, he dragged me out of the hospital. Fresh stitches. Still bleeding. Our newborn in her carrier. He drove us to Hannah's grave. Snow howling. Wind like a knife. He kicked me to my knees on frozen ground. "The kidnappers never touched you. You let her die because you were jealous." He was laughing. "Hannah was so pure. So gentle. How could you let her die?" He poured ice water over my head. Left us there. I held my baby as my body turned to stone. Her cries got quieter. Then stopped. I died in the cold with my daughter in my arms. Then I opened my eyes. The warehouse. The zip ties. The same two men. I didn't call him this time either. *** They shoved a phone in my face. "Call your husband." I kept my mouth shut. The beatings started. I still didn't speak. Frustrated, they dialed his number themselves. The one with the scar across his face held the phone to my ear. "Marcus Kane? We've got your wife. You want her alive, come alone. Old warehouse. Dockside. We need to talk." Marcus sounded annoyed. "Olivia. Really? Hannah's in trouble. I'm taking my team out there right now. Can you not do this today?" A string of accusations. Then the line went dead. He didn't believe me. Hannah had spent months telling him I was unstable. Dramatic. Desperate for attention. He'd been primed to see me as the villain. I listened to his verdict. A knowing smile settled on my lips. The scarred man lost it. "You useless bitch." His backhand sent my skull cracking against the wall. Blood flooded my mouth. He hauled me up by my collar. Spit flying. "What the hell is wrong with your husband? Make him believe it. Or I swear to God, I'll end you right now." I knew he wouldn't kill me. I'd lived this before. I just hadn't expected to land in this exact moment when I came back. I looked at his furious face. I let tears well up. "Just kill me. I don't want to live anymore." They froze. Scarface recovered first. "Don't play games with me." His hand connected with my cheek again. I broke down. Sobs tearing out of me. "Save me? He wants me dead. He mortgaged our house. Our joint house. To buy that whore presents. My baby. I lost my baby. Because of him. All of it. Because of him." "He's scum. He won't come for me. God. What's the point of living." I started out pretending. Then last life's grief took over. Real howling. Real tears. Scarface glanced at the bald one. Baldy walked over. Kicked my chair over. "Shut your mouth. Shut up." He dialed Marcus again. Ten calls. All rejected. On the eleventh, the line went to voicemail. Marcus had decided I was lying. He only cared about his precious first love. Scarface was pacing. "What the hell is wrong with this guy? His wife is missing and he doesn't care?" He shoved a filthy rag in my mouth. Oil and mold. I was barely three months pregnant. The smell made me retch. Baldy stayed calm. "We wait. By tomorrow, the sheriff's office will notice their boss's wife is gone. Then they'll care." Scarface spat in my direction. "Useless." They dragged me to a corner. Ate microwaved pasta. My stomach burned. I couldn't eat. Morning came. No Marcus. Even Baldy started sweating. Then he kicked me in the stomach. Pain tore through my abdomen. My face went white. Scarface pointed. "She's bleeding." Baldy's expression flickered. "Hey. What's wrong with you?" I could barely whisper. "Help me. Please. I'm going to die." Sirens wailed outside. Baldy looked at the blood pooling beneath me. Looked at the cop cars through the window. "We're out of here. Let this be a lesson to Marcus." The sirens got closer. My stomach kept cramping. Was I going to lose this baby too? Tears slid down my face. Please. Please hold on.
Overnight, I lost the husband who loved me and the child I carried for ten months. Marcus Kane shredded every scrap of love that night. All that remained was bone-deep hate. Now, maybe God took pity on me. I woke up back on the day of the kidnapping. I made the kidnappers wait an hour longer than last time before they called Marcus. They wanted him to release one of their crew from county jail. They weren't killers. Last time, they barely touched me. I was cooperative. This time, I'd made them angry. I watched Scarface's face flush red. I let tears fall. "Just kill me. I really don't want to live." Scarface slapped me again. I wailed. Spilled my misery. "Save me? He wants me dead. Our house. Our joint house. He mortgaged it. For that whore. Gifts for that whore. My baby. I lost them all. Because of him." He was scum. He wouldn't come. God, what was the point. The words poured out. Real grief bleeding through fake tears. Scarface looked at Baldy. Uncertainty in his eyes. Baldy's face was grim. He strode over. Kicked my chair. "Shut it. Shut your mouth." He kept dialing. Ten calls. All rejected. On the eleventh attempt, the line went dead. Disconnected. Marcus had made up his mind. I was lying. His precious Hannah was all that mattered. Scarface was losing it. "Is this guy brain-damaged? His wife is in trouble and he's not worried at all?" Baldy stayed cold. "Wait. The sheriff's office will notice by morning. Then they'll care." They ate their microwave pasta. I sat in the corner. Rope biting my wrists. Dawn came. No Marcus. Baldy's composure cracked. Then he kicked me in the stomach. Agony. White-hot. My vision swam. Scarface pointed. "She's bleeding. A lot." Baldy's face shifted. "Hey. What's wrong." I couldn't form words. Barely a whisper. "Help. Me. Please. I'm going to die." Sirens screamed outside. Baldy looked at the blood. Looked at the cops. "We leave. Now. Let Marcus deal with this mess." The sirens closed in. My body was failing me. Again? I was going to lose my baby again? Tears dripped off my chin. Baby. Please. Just hold on a little longer.
The door burst open. Uniforms flooded in. No Marcus. Of course. He was with Hannah. Holding her hand. Stroking her fragile, trembling fingers. My heart clenched. Then nausea rose. Every ounce of pain he gave me. Every drop. I would make him taste it all. A small figure shoved through the cops. "Olivia!" Jessica. Jessica Lynch. My best friend. My only friend. She'd called the police. "Olivia, what happened? Oh God. Paramedics. Someone get paramedics. She's dying. Please. Help her." Her frantic voice followed me into the ambulance. I woke up in a hospital bed. Everything hurt. Lashes across my back burned. I ignored them. My hand went to my stomach. Jessica stirred beside me. "You're awake." She saw my hand. Her face crumpled. "Olivia. You need to rest. Don't be too sad, okay? The baby must have really wanted to be an angel. God just called her back early." I closed my eyes. Tears slid into the pillow. I couldn't keep you either. Jessica squeezed my hand. "Thank you, Jess." "Don't be stupid." She wiped her eyes. "Let me get the doctor." She walked out. A familiar voice stopped at the door. "Olivia. Really committing to the performance, aren't you." Marcus. Jessica spun around. "Marcus, you bastard. What the hell are you talking about?" He smirked. "Still playing victim? You took it all the way to the hospital. You know you're wasting emergency resources, right?" I didn't get a chance to answer. Jessica exploded. "Are you insane? Your wife was kidnapped. You're the sheriff. You didn't lift a finger. You took your entire office to rescue some bitch pretending to die. Now your wife just had a miscarriage and you have the audacity to blame her?" A figure in a hospital gown stepped out from behind Marcus. "Miscarriage? Really, Olivia? I'm so sorry. It's all my fault."
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