Chapter 6

Jonathan crumpled to the floor, as if every ounce of strength had been sucked out of him.

He looked up at me, then at Leo, his face smeared with tears and snot. He looked nothing like the powerful CEO he once was.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he kept repeating, like a broken record.

"Is 'sorry' supposed to fix anything?" I asked.

He didn't answer, just cried harder.

"Can 'sorry' bring my baby back?" she pressed.

He shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

"Can 'sorry' give me back my uterus? Can 'sorry' get out the surgical clamp that's been…