e's

't belo

ne?" Christian's voice was sharp, demanding,

't calm, though not really. It was empty. A practiced indifference. I didn't e

w, pretending not to hear him.

his time, stepping closer. "Don

ed, and Dr. Bright walked in. She barely gla

onal tone leaving no room for argument. "Be calm. S

on slip. "Here are the documents, Mrs. Holmes," Dr. Bright said

r this time. "Wait. Jane..." He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing as if he were only now piec

re like a slap, but I wasn't about to let him see the

every word carried weight. "You've been ignoring my texts for hours

t?" he snapped, his confusion genui

lled you. And you told me, in no uncertain terms, that Amanda and her baby were the only ones y

rp. "I never said that. I never texted you, and y

n eyebrow.

me, scrolling through his messages. "See? Nothing. No texts, n

oing to give him the satisfaction of trying to d

I asked her, my voice flat, ignoring th

and me before sliding the clipboard back toward m

ickly, barely noticing

sign, or is this enough?" I asked the

r head. "No, you're

tian. "Go back to Amanda, Christian. That's where

as I said them, but I

t outside the door, her hands resting lightly on her stomach

e murmured softly

is attention shifting like a reflex. "

s if she were made of glass. His touch was so gentle, so caring. The way he lo

ked, his voice soft n

," Amanda said, leaning i

out," he said, his arm

ke that, I

n in the room. Like I'd

fully. The hurt was overwhelming, but I sw

doctor. "Can someone tak

ded. "Of cours

s clenched into fists on my lap. The silence was

ried a man who could treat me like thi

ur marriage. The way he'd always made me feel like I was competing with

y and utt

nd Christian walked back

, his voice low and dangerous. "

, my own eyes

urned on his heel and left, he