Shattered By The Man Who Cured Me
Language: en
They called me The Glass Doll—a fragile girl with Osteogenesis Imperfecta, the brittle bone disease. And Noah Sterling, my boyfriend, was a pharmaceutical researcher. When he shoved me, sending me crashing to the floor, I grabbed desperately at his pant leg, begging him to get me to the ER. He kicked my hand away, annoyance etched into every line of his face, and scoffed. “Lily, you’ve been on my meds for months. You’re practically cured. Don’t pull this pathetic stunt with me. I have work to do, and I just need to talk to a colleague. Is this really necessary?” Sienna stood beside…