Chapter 129 The Price Of Truth

• Breathe in. Breathe out.
• Kate put a hand on her churning stomach and then, covering her mouth with the other, ran to the bathroom and threw up until there was nothing left. When she was finished, she half knelt, half sat on the floor next to the toilet, the cool porcelain under one elbow, her head in her hand. Finally she stood and stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were red rimmed, her face blotchy. She began cleaning herself up.
• Your lofty father won you. On a bet. In China.