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I frown, my eyebrows pinching in confusion as I chase her. Why the hell is she running?
She dashes into a bathroom, not bothering to close the door, as she collapses over the toilet and empties her stomach.
My heart flutters in my chest, already guessing the reason for her sickness. I have no idea what to think other than I’m terrified. Terrified to learn the truth. Terrified for what it means for her. Terrified that it might mean her choices are being taken away once again—something I’ll fight with my life to prevent from happening.
She collapses, her hands hanging over the edge of the toilet seat while her head rests on the edge.
I kneel down next to her and tuck her hair back, gently pulling her into my lap. She doesn’t resist—she’s too exhausted.
I take the moment to enjoy her in my arms, knowing this will be the last time. She won’t choose me, but a tiny flutter in my heart hopes she doesn’t have a choice once she tells me the truth. I hope her baby is mine, and I’ll selfishly get to keep her—even if it’s not what she wants.
Slowly, she looks up at me, her eyes watering and her face pale. Her lips tremble as if she’s afraid to speak the words out loud.
I wrap my arms around her tighter, trying to comfort her. “It’s okay—I know. You don’t have to say it. It will be okay.”
Her eyes flit back and forth, taking in my words. She takes a deep breath as if my words did comfort her and gave her the strength to speak.
“I’m pregnant.”
Chapter 14
Rialta
It feels good to tell Lennox, to speak the truth out loud. It finally feels like I can admit the truth to myself. It’s at least one less thing I have to keep hidden. As much as I don’t want to admit it, it feels good to be wrapped in Lennox’s arms.
I’m so tired—all I want to do is sleep. My stomach feels so uneasy—I could puke again at any second. My breasts are heavy, my hormones crazy.
I’m pregnant.
“I’m pregnant,” I whisper again, needing to hear myself say it again.
Lennox strokes my hair as his other hand splays over my lower stomach. It’s a possessive touch—one that says he wants to claim the baby as his. He doesn’t care whose it biologically is. I have no doubt about that.
But I’m also sure Kit would feel the same way, as would Andrea. They all want me. They all want the baby. And Andrea and Lennox want to become the next Corsi leader.
Lennox doesn’t ask me whose baby it is. He simply sits with me, letting it sink in. I rest my head back against his chest and can feel his heart thumping wildly, despite how calm he appears.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, closing my eyes. My own heart catches up to his, thrumming in my chest.
“You have nothing to be sorry for.”
I shake my head and start to sit up, but Lennox pulls me back against him, and I don’t fight him. It’s easier to talk to him while seated between his thighs and leaning against his hard chest than looking into his eyes anyway.
“I’m sorry I assumed you killed Kit. I’m sorry I let Andrea take you. I let him torture you. I tortured you. I wanted to kill you. I’m sorry for all the scars on your body that will leave permanent marks. I’m sorry for any trauma or nightmares I’ve caused you. I’m sorry—”
“Shhh, I know.” Lennox tilts my chin up to meet his gaze. “Don’t apologize. You thought I killed the love of your life. I thought I did too. I deserved it all. Plus, it was worth it if it meant I got to be close to you.”
I shake my head, tears burning in them.
“Baby, it’s okay. It’s okay. I forgive you if that’s what you need to hear, but you have nothing to apologize for. I’m just glad he’s not dead.”
“You mean that?” Looking up at him, my eyes meet his as he nods.
“Yes, I never wanted to take Kit away from you. You were the one to make the decision to kick him out of your life, not me. If he’s the man you love, then I’m happy for you, truly.”
He means it. He means every word.
“The question is, who kidnapped him? Andrea or The Abyss?”
