Chapter 2

I jolted awake with a gasp.

The air was warm, thick with the scent of expensive perfume and champagne. Laughter and polite chatter filled the room.

I was standing in Brittany's lavish home, a glass of water in my hand. My hand instinctively went to my stomach. It was round and firm.

I was pregnant. Pregnant with Daisy.

Ethan was beside me, his voice a low, insistent hiss in my ear.

"Brittany wants to take some donors on a scenic horseback ride. There's a fallen tree blocking the trail up on the ridge. Go clear it."

My blood ran cold. This was the day. The day I' d overexerted myself trying to move that tree, the day I almost lost Daisy in my previous life.

I looked at him, truly looked at him, and saw the casual cruelty in his eyes.

"I'm pregnant, Ethan."

He waved a dismissive hand.

"You're a tough ranch girl, Sarah. A little work won't hurt you."

Brittany glided over, her face a mask of fake concern.

"Oh, Ethan, don't be so harsh. Maybe she isn't feeling well."

Her feigned sympathy only made Ethan more annoyed with me. He scowled.

"See? Now you're making a scene. Just go do it."

I looked from his angry face to her smug one. I remembered the blizzard, the pain, my lost child.

A fire I thought had died long ago ignited in my gut.

No. Not again.