Gilded Cage No More, My Final Flight

At the homecoming gala for his first love, Silas Thorne, the golden boy of the New York elite, forced me to drink a full glass of whiskey just to make her smile.

I was pregnant and in agonizing pain. My white dress was slowly being stained with blood.

Silas didn't care. He was too busy feeding his first love expensive delicacies while his friends cheered them on.

As I drifted into unconsciousness, I heard him let out a disdainful sneer.

"Don't worry about her. She's just a pet I keep in a gi