with every passing month.
When Elena heard everything, she didn’t celebrate.
She didn’t feel vindicated.
She also admitted something about herself.
After two unanswered calls, the intercepted letter, and being turned away at Beacon Hill, Elena stopped trying.
She could have sent legal documents.
She could have hired someone to personally serve Alex.
She could have contacted another lawyer at his firm.
She didn’t.
She had been hurt.
Humiliated.
And every rejection convinced her Alex didn’t want her—or their unborn children.
But Elena made one distinction perfectly clear.
“My mistake