The Day He Chose Her Over Our Dying Son 30

The Day He Chose Her Over Our Dying Son 30

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I had no choiceMom’s ashes were on the line

My hands shook like crazy as I grabbed the towel

Four years ago, right by this same pool, Blake wrapped this towel around me and kissed me while everyone whooped and hollered.

His ears went bright red, but he held me tight against his chest

Now here I was, playing maid to his latest arm candy

The model giggled and squirmed. That tickles,she purred

That’s when I spotted her phone propped up at the edge of the pool. The screen was lit upthe bitch was livestreaming the whole thing

Comments were flying

OMG isn’t that Evelyn? Serving people like a maid now?” 

Heard she slept her way to the top.” 

Karma’s a bitch! Never liked her fake ass anyway.” 

I snapped my head up and caught her smirking at me.

Blake was stretched out on his lounger, eating this shit up

He planned the whole thing.[

I turned to walk away, but Blake grabbed my wrist hard

Going somewhere? Your daddy made my mom suffer. You’re gonna pay that back times a hundred.” 

That livestream blew up overnight

#EvelynTheServant and #Fake EvelynExposed hit millions of views by morning

My phone kept buzzingstrangers calling me a whore and telling me to kill myself

I shut off my phone as a tear hit my hand

Once Blake saw me cry, he finally backed off

After he left, the housekeeper came over with some Kleenex

Ma’am, don’t be mad at him. He’s just- 

I waved him off and escaped to my bedroom 

Next morning, my door flew open with a bang

Blake stood there with a tiny figure behind him

It was herSopnia, the wannabe actress who accidentally cut my safety cable on set.

She stood behind Blake looking all innocent and helpless, just like when she bawled to the media that it wasn’t on purpose.” 

My vision went blurry. I kept seeing flashesMom pulling out her oxygen mask, then the ultrasound showing my baby 

He knew damn well those hands were covered in our baby’s blood, but he still let her stomp all over what was left of my heart

Of coursethat baby was just an oops to him. He couldn’t care less.

Sophia dropped to her knees, tears coming on cue.

Evelyn, I feel so bad. I swear it wasn’t on purpose that day.” 

Then she looked up, whispering so only I could hear:

But let’s be realthat bastard baby shouldn’t have been born anyway

I went to slap her, but Blake caught my wrist madair

He glared down at me and pulled out a jade pendant I knew too well

It was Mom’s lucky charm she’d worn her whicar lie 

Remember this? Dug 11 out of her ruhen “(

I struggled to grab the omad it to Lophis like it was nothing() 

the right it with a grin and put it around her neck right in front of ine {

That pde was a Harrison family treasure. When Moss gave it to flake years back, she’d indled and said, We’ve tandly now {

Back then, Blake’d call pay mother Mrs. Harriscarall respectful!! 

He’d rush to get her water whenever the toughed [

He’ll call the best doctors the second she felt sick [

But later, he chuched that same pendant at her hospital bed, saying it was bad back.

Babe,my voice cracked, you know what that pendant meant to may soon. Ti 

te grabbed stry chia rough When your father pushed my en off that budding, did he 

shit what anything mean

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Sophia jumped at his outburst

The pendant slipped from her hands, hitting the marble floor.

She scrambled to pick it up but fumbled and dropped it again

Everything stopped.]] 

I sank to my knees, staring at the broken jade.[

Just like that bullshit lie years ago that ripped our families apart.]

Sophia’s sleeping in the master bedroom tonight. Youclean this mess up.“] 

Blake headed upstairs with his arm around her

Mom, I lost your last keepsake too.” 

Thunder boomed outside as rain pounded down

Just like that stormy night years ago when Blake showed up at my door, soaking wet, just to help me fall asleep

Now he was in bed with another woman on the mattress Mom and I picked out together

This time, I didn’t cry

I pulled out my phone and texted a number I hadn’t used in years

Mr. Lewis, I need everything you’ve got on my dad’s old case

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The Day He Chose Her Over Our Dying Son

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