Tessa stared at Roman, her heart hammering in her chest. “Everything?” she repeated, unsure if she heard it right.

He gave a single nod. “Yes.”

“So now you want to talk? After lying, dodging, and manipulating me and now you suddenly have something to say?” she shot.

His expression didn’t flinch. “You deserve to know what you’re involved in.”

That stopped her.

“What I’m involved in?” she scoffed. “I’m not in anything. I got pregnant. That’s it. I didn’t sign up for whatever mess your life is.”

“You’re in it whether you like it or not.”

“And whose fault is that?” she snapped. “Because the last time I checked, I...