Gwendolyn White pressed her lips together, a sting of tears building in her nose.

She was terrified that these memories would haunt her for the rest of her life...

Carney slipped an arm around his wife, letting out a heavy sigh. "As heartbreaking as this is, we should try to be grateful. At least fate left her with a daughter."

...

When James heard about Briony's accident overseas, he immediately called his father and caught the first private jet back to Silveridge.

He arrived at the hospital just as Cedric Clarke was pulling up.

They ran into each other outside the main entrance.

James's face was dark. He glanced around, not seeing Stewart, and asked, "Stewart's not here?"

Cedric had only learned after landing that Stewart had already taken the child's body back to Northborough.

Word was, Stewart intended to bury the baby in the Wentworth family mausoleum.

But Cedric decided it was best not to mention that right now.

"He went back to Northborough."

James gave a cold snort. "Better that he's not here."

Cedric Clarke let out a long sigh. At this point, he honestly didn't know what else to say.

"Let's go inside and take a look."

James and Cedric hurried toward the inpatient wing.

unit, Gwendolyn White, Carney, and Carl

himself to

a tired nod. "Bryn's spoken of you before, Dr.

Ms. Kensington's," Cedric replied. "It's only right that I

much. Stewart took the baby away-I have no idea how I'll ever explain that

thoughtful. "Maybe Stewart just wanted to give

but she said nothing

this pained James,

check on

go with you," Cedric

of them headed to

way, James asked, "Has Dr. Joyner gotten

last night she had a nightmare said she saw someone bleeding badly. She couldn't make out who it was. It

Even without her memory,

"I thought the nightmares were from trauma-I never connected them to Briony. If I'd paid closer attention, maybe

always twenty-twenty. If I'd known what Bryn would go through while I was abroad,

to look at

drawn tight, his eyes rimmed

out and gave his shoulder

...

In the neonatal ward.

baby girl-born three pounds, two ounces-lay in an incubator, her tiny body tinged red, tubes

the sight. "She's so small... and already being stuck with

ask about the baby's condition. The

premature, she had

doctor, realizing Cedric was a physician, handed him the

Cedric's face was

knew better than anyone judging by the report, the baby's chances

expression. "Did you just speak to the

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