Romance


At eighteen, I was coaxed by Chuck into tasting intimacy for the first time.
Blinded by what I thought was love, I even let him convince me to tattoo his name onto my shoulder blades.
Then came the day I stood on the university auditorium stage at the Music Conservatory, holding my acceptance letter, delivering my freshman welcome speech. That was the moment Chuck chose to release a private video of us to the world.
My parents disowned me. The university expelled me immediately. Every friend turned their back.
Overnight, I went from being a rising star to a public target for men's advances.
Later, I discovered the truth: Chuck's affection was merely revenge for his childhood sweetheart. His kindness was a weapon aimed at me.
Six years later, our paths crossed again. The flutter in my chest for him was long dead. Yet there he was, kneeling in a crowded public space, his pleas echoing over and over.
“Beth, please... forgive me?” 
Her stepsister and bestie set her up, and she lost her virginity to a mysterious man.Five years later, she returned to the US with her child. A noble man came to her and promised to pay her back."Marry me and I'll raise your son."As a rich, sassy single mother, she didn't want to get married at all.The man, however, was attracted by her little boy. He approached the boy and tried to coax the boy into helping him."Elvis Parker, stay away from my son," she snapped.With the boy in his arms, the man said gently, "Hey, buddy, do you want a daddy? I'm super rich." 

My ex-boyfriend, Jason Bell, still hasn't let go of me, even though I've been married to Cedric Mosley for two years now.
He sends blood-red dancing heels to me and threatens to destroy my current "peaceful life".
Terrified and trembling, I'm about to call the cops when a hand in latex gloves rests on my shoulder.
"Don't be afraid."
My forensic doctor husband, having just returned from an autopsy, carries a faint scent of formaldehyde with him.
He takes off his glasses. With the same hands he uses to handle scalpels, he slowly helps me open the threatening letter inside the package.
"The handwriting is sloppy, with uneven pressure applied. It's typical of an anxious personality type."
Then, as if he's reviewing an autopsy report, he comments mildly, "This type of person usually has brittle bones that snap easily."
*
There are 206 bones in an adult body.
When Cedric placed a “rib” ring on my finger, he whispered, “You are the bone I lost long ago—the one that makes me whole.”
That is the origin of this title. 

Cicely had loved Field from the bottom of her heart for 12 years and always wanted to be the one he loved.However, instead of his love, she received the news of melanoma metastasis.Until she died, she finally understood that he did not love her."Field, stay with me for three months. I'll give you what you want in three months.""No way! In that case, let's get a divorce!""In your dreams!"Three months later, when he met her again, she was on the verge of death."Cicely, I misunderstood you. Can I use the rest of my life to atone for my sins?""It's too late, Field. In this life, you're no longer qualified to love me."A few years later.When she saw him again, he pressed her against the corridor and kissed her forcefully."Mr. Keith, that's enough. I gave my heart to you back then, but you didn't want it. Now you're shameless enough to pursue me?""As long as we can remarry, what does face matter?" Field asked.