Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren)

If you and his beloved were in a car accident, who would your husband save?

When Soren Fawkes carried his precious one away from the wreckage, three things died in that moment: Evangeline Whitmore's unborn child, her fading heartbeat, and whatever remained of her love.

This marriage began as a transaction - Evangeline had schemed her way to the altar, stealing Soren from his true love. She'd believed time would prove her worth, that someday he'd finally see her.

Then she buried the three-month life growing inside her. And she finally woke up.

"Let's divorce." With those papers, all ties were severed.

Three months later, under dazzling lights, Soren's mask slipped when he saw her accepting an award. "Yes," he told curious onlookers, "that's my wife."

"Wife?" Evangeline smiled, placing the divorce decree in his palm. "The correct term is ex-wife, Mr. Fawkes."

For the first time ever, the famously composed Soren shattered - eyes bloodshot, voice trembling as he snarled: "Ex-wife? I never agreed to that!"