The Humiliation​

Summary

Rhys was sick of me clinging to him. At his own birthday party, in front of everyone, he made sure I knew it. “Don’t you have anything better to do? Is following me around all day really that interesting?”

That same night, I suffered a miscarriage at the party. Rhys, however, was with Isabelle’s parents. As I was being rushed into the emergency room on a gurney, I saw him pushing Isabelle’s father in a wheelchair.

I called to tell him I’d lost the baby. His response was a careless drawl. “Call a doctor. What good is telling me?”