“How can you even say something like that?” Reese glanced at the angry red mark on her arm where Tara had grabbed her. She frowned and yanked her arm free. “Let go.”
Her voice was icy and her eyes were full of contempt. “Tara, whatever was between us ended a long time ago. Stop pretending we’re close cousins just so you can butt into my life.”
“Reese, I’m just worried about you…”
A quick, triumphant glimmer flash in Tara’s eyes before she dramatically fell backward and crashed onto the floor.
“Ah!”
She cried out, clutching her stomach with both hands.
“It hurts… Reese, why did you push me…
“My baby… my baby…”
The sudden outburst drew a crowd, everyone rushing over in shock.
“She’s bleeding!”
Someone shouted, panicked.
A dark red stain spread beneath Tara’s dress, the color vivid and terrifying as it bled into the pristine white carpet.
Zach heard Tara’s scream and rushed over, freezing as soon as he saw the blood.
“Tara!”
He dropped to his knees beside her, pulling her into his arms. His hands trembled and for a moment he looked completely lost.
Tara leaned into him, her face as white as a sheet, her breath shaky and faint.
She looked up slowly, her eyes going past Zach’s shoulder to lock onto Reese, disbelief and heartbreak all over her face. “Reese… why did you push me?
“Even if… even if you hate me and Zach for getting involved, you didn’t have to hurt my baby…”

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