Riley stared at the trending headline, her heart fiercely clenching as her blood turned to ice.
New Year's Eve... hospitalized... critical condition.
She remembered Lady Eleanor's gentle, welcoming face.
She remembered the absolute adoration in the older woman's eyes when she called Alora her 'little angel.'
She remembered her standing at the door in the freezing cold, just waiting for Alora to arrive.
She remembered the incredibly generous red envelopes she had given them.
She remembered the priceless jade bracelet she had slipped onto her wrist.
She remembered being invited to spend the holidays at the manor.
She remembered the comforting warmth of her hand...
It felt like an invisible fist was ruthlessly crushing her chest. A sickening wave of terror crept up her spine.
How could this happen?
Didn't Sebastian say Lady Eleanor already knew about them?
Why would the news trigger a heart attack?
What exactly had gone wrong?
This happened last night, so why hadn't Sebastian told her?
Franklin had literally just been here and hadn't breathed a word of it either.
Her fingers tightened painfully around her phone, her breathing turning shallow and ragged. A suffocating avalanche of guilt crashed over her. Her throat burned, her nose stung, and tears rapidly blurred her vision.
Beside her, Alora was happily shaking a little rattle. The cheerful chime brought Riley's eyes to her daughter, instantly reminding her of how Eleanor had held the baby, completely unwilling to let her go.
The tears broke free, spilling hot and fast down her cheeks.



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Its better when the female lead is strong. Nothing worse then reading a story with a weak main character...