phin

her eyes flicking down to my stomach with a look o

hissed, my voice trembling with a rage so pr

eyes. "Why not? We're practically sisters in this. My litt

, the words feeling weak an

venomous whisper. "He chose me. He chose our son. He told me there were... comp

hysical blow. He had discussed the intimate, terrify

rough my lower abdomen. I gasped, stumbling back aga

The drama begins." She raised her voice just enough to draw att

is face a thundercloud. His eyes w

d, his voice dangerously low.

t, doubling over as another, more

ity. He placed a protective hand on Selena's arm, shielding her fr

e of pity for the brave little mistress and disapproval for the hyster

, delicate, theatrical tears welling in her eyes.

Sera," he said over her shoulder, his voice cold an

sical pain momentarily eclipsed by a cold, hard clarity. The wo

turned and walked away, not looking back as his

e assured the room. "She'll co