d at my bedside. They were discreet, efficient, and clearly acting on Ethan' s orders.

dication, and spoke to me with a kindness I hadn't realized I was missing. Ethan was moving p

ever came

elf holding the newborn, his face a mask of paternal devotion.

eating. My resolve har

down to the VIP maternity wing. It was a different world, all sof

t, Matthew," Mar

plied, his voice thick with an aff

of mine. He was telling her about a new nursery he was designing, about the

aced by a cold, clear rage. I walked back t

oice impatient. "W

thew," I said, my voice flat.

traight. You're emotional. This isn't what it looks like. Maria needed a sperm donor for IVF. She saved my life a

something I'd regret. My hands were shaking again, but this time with fury. I t