He made her sign divorce papers hours after losing their baby — standing over her hospital bed, heartless and cold. “You’re a failure,” he said, taking everything she had left. But three years later, when he walked into a boardroom expecting to meet his new investor… she was already sitting there, legs crossed, holding the pen this time.
The room smelled of antiseptic and loss. Machines hummed in the background, their steady rhythm filling the spaces where words should have been. Sarah Mitchell lay on the narrow hospital bed, her skin pale, her body hollowed by hours of labor that ended with silence instead of a cry. Her baby was gone. Her heartbeat…
