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ONE YEAR PREVIOUSLY -- NEW YORK CITY 

WONG FAMILY MANOR PENTHOUSE

It all went neatly into the toilet her morning sickness. No, Ellie realized with a pang, this was just normal vomit now. There was sticky black residue around her legs as her miscarriage was splattered across the floor like a true crime scene. Her body was streaked with what had been life and her own tears. It was all her fault that this had happened.

Her sobbing continued as the salt-crusted on her face was from the full four hours that she had been holed inside Henry's bathroom. She knew people outside were incredibly concerned with why she had been inside so long. But she couldn't let the outside world know of this tragic mistake of hers.