He used to kneel in front of me, tears streaming down his face, whispering, "I'm so sorry for everything you've been through."
But the man standing before me now delivered those words with a face carved from ice.
He had fallen for someone else. Completely.
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, a small voice piped up from behind me.
"Mommy..."
I frowned slightly, crouching down to pull Daisy Abbott into my arms.
"What are you doing here?"
Before Daisy could answer, Nathan shoved her to the ground.
I whipped around. His face had gone white with rage.
"Sarah! It's only been ten years, and you've already married someone else and had a kid?"
"Whose bastard is this?!"
The veins in his neck stood out like cords.
I almost laughed from sheer disbelief.
That year, the doctors told him I didn't have much time left. In the middle of the night, he'd wept so hard he couldn't breathe. The next morning, he was lying beside my hospital bed, completely still. His face was ashen, foam trickling from the corner of his mouth.
I'd been so terrified I leapt out of bed and slammed the call button.
He slumped gently against me. He'd already stopped breathing.