Love Hidden in the Bones novel Chapter 2

Emma and I watched helplessly as our husbands, using their most prized professional skills, meticulously erased the horrific evidence of the crimes committed against us, including the perpetrator's DNA.

Ethan was a battle-hardened forensic pathologist. Even though he had seen countless inhumane corpses, the countless wounds on our bodies still made him frown deeply.

But it was just a frown.

Compared to Olivia's safety, we were like pieces of meat being tossed around in his hands.

Emma was sobbing uncontrollably beside me. I held her, biting my lip hard, silent tears streaming down my face.

I thought the most agonizing torture was nothing more than this.

But when I saw our longed-for children, detached from our bodies due to the extensive damage, I almost went mad.

The fully formed embryos had already died during the kidnapper's brutal torture, and now they were corroded by sulfuric acid, their membranes destroyed, revealing the blurred and horrifying flesh inside.

Ethan's breathing became heavier, but he still calmly wrapped the two babies and handed them to Aaron.

Aaron, unlike Ethan, covered his mouth and turned his head away, his throat moving up and down a few times before he leaned over and vomited violently.

After the nausea subsided, he didn't forget the task at hand. He quickly picked up the babies, ran into the heavy rain, found a secluded sewer, and threw them in.

Emma and I screamed and rushed towards them.

But our desperate hands passed through the lifeless bodies of our children, watching helplessly as they fell into the foul-smelling sewer and sank into the dark water.

My heart ached with a pain so profound it felt numb. Emma had already collapsed on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Why? Why did they do this to us?"

Yes, why were they so cruel to us?

Because of my family's preference for sons over daughters, I was never treated well as a child.

Ethan rescued me from that predicament, and I gave him my unwavering devotion for life.

He said he wanted a daughter, just like me, with two dimples when she smiled, sweet and intoxicating.

But our daughter, just now, was personally corroded by him and thrown into the sewer like trash.

I closed my eyes and let the pain wash over me.

Ethan, you were the one who betrayed my true heart.

Why was it me and our daughter who had to die such a horrible death?