THE BILLIONAIRE’S FIANCÉE THREW MY THREE-YEAR-OLD SON OFF HIS MOTHER’S PIANO BENCH
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Chapter 13 - Ethan Took Me Back to the Hospital Where Leo Was Born, and Finally Apologized for the Empty ChairEthan took me to the hospital.
The same place.
The same hallway.
The same room.
It had been years.
He stood beside the bed.
“I wasn't here.”
“No.”
“I should have been.”
“Yes.”
“I can't change that.”
“No.”
He took my hand.
“But I can honor every day after it.”
I looked at him.
“You did.”
He kissed my hand.
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
We stood there.
The past no longer hurt.
It had become a scar.
A reminder.
Not a wound.
When we left, Ethan said:
“Let's go home.”
I smiled.
“Yes.”
Home.
May you like
That word had once frightened me.
Now it meant safety.
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Chapter 15 - The Little Boy Who Was Pushed From a Piano Bench Became the Man Who Turned His Family Fortune Into a Legacy of Love | THE ENDYears after that terrible morning, I still remember the sound of three piano notes.
