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His Unkind Love
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Complete, First published Feb 19, 2025
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"You lying bitch," he snapped, rounding on her in front of the doctor and two nurses who'd just entered with follow-up forms. "You really thought you could pull this off, didn't you? Trap me?"

Her eyes widened, horror dawning in real time. "I didn't-"

"You think because I took you in, because I cared about you, that you could play me?" His voice rose.

"Ambrose, please stop-"

"I trusted you," he hissed. "I defended you. Against my mother. Against everyone."

She shook her head violently, tears pooling. "It's your baby. I never cheated on you, I-"

He laughed coldly. "You expect me to believe that? Some girl from nowhere, clinging to a family she'll never belong to?"

His words were knives now, each one carving into her chest.
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