The Tattooed Rose, The Stolen Years

On our third wedding anniversary, the private restaurant was completely bought out by Chloe's toxic ex.

He walked up to our table, crushing rose petals beneath his designer shoes, and slammed an ultrasound report onto the white linen.

"Three years ago, I tattooed a rose right over her lower belly."

"She promised me that until I found someone I loved more than her, she would never carry your child."

He pointed to the unfamiliar woman's name on the pregnancy report, a cruel smirk playing on hi