Chapter 42

"You're pregnant? And the father let you out on the streets?" James roared, his voice echoing off the small walls of the apartment. His hands gripped the armrest of the chair he sat in, his knuckles white with anger.

Kathryn flinched slightly at his outburst, her hands trembling as she folded them in her lap. She hadn’t expected James to react this way. He wasn’t just upset, he was furious, protective even.

"No, no," Kathryn said hurriedly, trying to calm him down. "He didn’t leave me... I did." Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. She couldn’t meet his eyes, the weight of her decision still pressing heavily on...