arly in Ethan' s. A few days later, I received a call from a mutual ac

trange over here. Ethan is asking a lot of q

d, busy sketching a design for

pe continued, her voice conspiratorial. "Som

saying something to Chloe about enjoying setting up our home, using the word

ll, one does tend to nest wh

"So, it's true? Y

"I'm not confirming or denying anything, Penelope

o reach Ethan. That evening, my phone rang.

"What the hell is this I hear? You' re p

personal life is no

some hick, and I wouldn' t care?" His arrogance was astounding. "You need to terminate it, Ava. Immediate

I was speechless. The sheer audacity of his demand, his c

and gently took the phone from me. It was Julian. He' d been reading in

. "This is Julian Vance. Ava' s husband." A slight emphasis on 'husband' . "I believe you a

on the other end. Ethan cl

e you?" Ethan fi

from baseless accusations and unwelcome intrusions. You will not speak to Ava in that tone

hen a choked so

Good evening, Ethan." He ended the ca

eyes soft with concer

ed I terminate a non-existent pregnancy." The absurdity

d is built on control and entitlement. You' ve defied that, and he can' t handle it." H

ing into his strength. "It'

do foolish things." He smiled down at me. "Besides, if we were to have a child,

I felt safe, cherished. The contrast between him and Ethan was a consta