CHAPTER 4: THE COST OF SILENCE
Khloe woke up in a hospital bed.
The world felt distant.
Muted.
Machines beeped softly around her.
Then she remembered.
The fall.
The blood.
Her hands flew to her stomach.
“No—”
A nurse rushed forward. “Ma’am, please—”
“MY BABY—”
“Your baby is alive.”
The words shattered everything.
Khloe froze.
“What…?”
The doctor stepped in gently.
“You experienced severe trauma,” he explained. “But we were able to perform an emergency procedure.”
Her voice trembled.
“Is she… okay?”
The doctor smiled softly.
“She’s fighting. Just like her mother.”
Tears streamed down Khloe’s face as she collapsed back into the pillow.
Alive.
Her baby was alive.
Later that night, Harrison sat beside her.
For once… he looked tired.
“You won,” she whispered.
He shook his head.
“This was never about winning.”
“Then what was it about?”
He looked at her.
“Making sure no one ever hurts you again.”
Khloe reached for his hand.
“You don’t have to destroy everything, Harry.”
He didn’t answer immediately.
May you like
Then quietly:
“I already have.”
