Chapter 12

Martha knew Kayla too well. When Kayla said she was done, she meant it. She never looked back. Martha gently patted her on the head and didn't say anything more, though deep down, she couldn't help but feel a deep sadness. Eight years wasn't just about youth. It was about giving someone the purest, most passionate kind of love a woman could offer. … At Jolsa General Hospital, Lily sat by Sally's bedside, frustration clearly written across her face. "Mom, Kayla's gone. I don't think Jonah's given up yet. You need to help me again," Lily demanded. Sally's cloudy eyes moved slightly. Her vision was too poor to see Lily's expression, but she tried to gently reason with her. "Lily, if Jonah really loved you, he wouldn't have married Kayla in the first place. Let it go." "Let go?" Lily's voice suddenly pitched up. "If you hadn't dragged me overseas back then, I'd already be married to Jonah! This is all your fault! I don't care how you do it—threaten him with death if you have to—b