The ER doctor was a colleague. "Dr. Foley? What happened?" she gasped.

Before I could answer, the news on the TV blared. "Disgraced Surgeon Elena Ball Stages Fall to Win Back Tech CEO."

Then, the curtain ripped open. Victoria Turner, Liam's mother.

"You embarrass my son?" she screamed, slapping me.

Her bodyguards dragged me out of the hospital bed. "She's coming with us."

They took me to a warehouse. Victoria forced me to knees.

"Liam is launching his IPO. He doesn't need a crazy ex-wife," she spat.

She called Liam. "I have her. I'm teaching her a lesson."

"Liam!" I screamed at the phone. "I'm pregnant! Help me!"

"Mom," Liam's voice came through, weary. "Just... make sure she doesn't cause trouble. I trust you."

He hung up.

They left me there. Hours later, the pain in my stomach became a knife. I felt the warmth of blood.

My baby.

I screamed for help, but no one came. I miscarries on the cold concrete floor, alone, apologizing to the tiny soul I couldn't save.

The next morning, they dumped me at a clinic.

I woke up empty.

A text from Liam: Mom went too far, but you pushed her. Let's move on.

I stared at the phone. Then I dialed the number I had memorized.

"Julian," I whispered.

"Elena?" His voice was sharp, commanding. "Where are you?"

"I lost the baby, Julian. I lost everything. I want to come home."

"I'm coming," he said, his voice shaking with a rage I had never heard. "And God help them when I get there."

The ballroom at the Ritz-Carlton was buzzing. Sophia Harper was announcing her engagement to Liam.

I walked in.

I was dressed in black. I looked like a wraith, but my eyes were dry.

Liam went pale. "Elena."

I walked to the stage and handed him the divorce certificate.

"Congratulations," I said.

"Elena, we can fix this," he whispered, seeing the dead look in my eyes.

"Liam, get her out!" Sophia screeched.

Suddenly, the doors banged open.

Marcus Foley, the billionaire patriarch, strode in. Security guards flanked him.

Sophia's eyes lit up. "Mr. Foley! I'm Sophia Harper! I'm a huge fan!" She thought he was there to invest.

Marcus walked right past her. He stopped in front of me.

He looked at my bandage, my pale skin. His eyes filled with tears. He held out his arm.

I took it.

"Mr. Foley," Liam stammered. "You should know, this woman... she's unstable. She's just a surgeon..."

Marcus laughed, a cold, terrifying sound. "Just a surgeon? You fool."

"He's not an investor, Liam," I said, my voice ringing in the silence.

"He's my father."

Sophia gasped. "Foley? But... you're poor! You lived in a studio!"

"I gave up twenty billion dollars to be with a man I thought was worthy," I said, looking Liam in the eye. "I was wrong."

The reporters went wild. The narrative flipped in a second. The poor, crazy ex-girlfriend was actually the heiress to the Foley empire. And Liam Turner was the idiot who threw her away.