Chapter 123 A Heart Killed With Malice

• Lina sat on the edge of her bed, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. Her bruises had started to heal, but the pain Damian had caused her was still fresh in her mind. She stared at the reflection in the mirror across the room, her face pale and her eyes hollow.
• “He doesn’t love me,” she muttered under her breath, her voice filled with bitterness. “He never will.”
• Her mind raced as she thought about Aurora. Even in a coma, Aurora was the only thing Damian seemed to care about. And now there was news of the child. A child that wasn’t hers. A child that belonged to the woman Damian loved.