Goodbye, My Yesterday

When Jeremy Sterling is framed by his rival, he immediately urges me to run for my life.

"Save yourself! Pretend you never met me!"

Despite being eight months pregnant, I leap from the moving car.

I kneel in the snow for two days straight. Finally, I manage to secure a witness for his trial.

The ordeal costs me our baby and leaves me with lasting health issues. The radiant principal dancer I once was becomes a frail shadow, gasping at the slightest breeze and surviving on pills.

Later, Jeremy claws his way back to the top. He cradles the belly I fought through 18 rounds of IVF to have and makes a solemn vow.

"When the baby's born, we'll name him Ryan Sterling. I'll never forget that you saved me."

Tears of joy stream down my face.

But shortly after I give birth, I overhear someone questioning him.

"Mr. Sterling, this is Regina Gomez's flesh and blood. Is it appropriate to register Ms. Jenson as the baby's legal mother?"

Jeremy gazes fondly at Carolina Jenson, who is holding our son, and scoffs. "When I was framed, she didn't even care about her own life. Do you really think she'd care about this baby? Besides, she already lost one baby back then. What's one more?"

He shrugs. "At worst, I'll just break up with her. We never got the marriage license anyway."

Outside the door, I clutch my aching stomach and turn away.

Since we're not bound by a marriage license, this is where it ends for us.

I stumbled back to the hospital room, my body still trembling.

The nurse rushed over and pressed a painkiller into my hand. Just as I swallowed it, the door swung open.

Jeremy Sterling walked in with Carolina Jenson at his side. She was radiant in a red dress, her smile as bright as a summer day.

"Regina, how are you feeling? Any better?" Carolina asked, her voice all warmth, even as her fingers gave the baby in her arms a deliberate little pinch.

I stared at the baby's peaceful, sleeping face, and Jeremy's earlier words echoed in my mind. It felt like a hand was squeezing my heart.

Jeremy didn't so much as glance my way. He leaned forward slightly, his entire focus on the baby.

"Regina, you've just gone through a difficult labor. You still need some time to recover," Jeremy said. "I'm taking Carl back to the Sterling villa. The nannies will take care of him."

I had known this was coming, but hearing those words from his mouth was like having a bucket of ice water dumped over my head.

"Carl?"

My voice trembled, barely holding it together.

Jeremy paused, his expression still a mask of indifference. "I've registered Carolina as the baby's legal mother. From now on, he's Carl Sterling."

Carolina shot Jeremy a playfully chiding look before turning to me.

"Don't take it the wrong way, Regina. Jeremy's just thinking about what's best for Carl's future. I'll love