Ardan’s PoV

I was seated in Josephine’s room with an uncomfortable silence. She realised that I didn’t care about her feelings and just wanted her to remove the baby. She fumed near the window, folding her arms across her chest. Now she was sure she was pregnant and I didn’t know what else to do.

“We cannot keep this baby,” I retorted, attempting to stay as strong as possible.

Josephine looked at me with determination in her eyes. “This baby is your opportunity to have your own child, a child that genetically belongs to you. I’m not removing it, Ardan. You have already had to nurture someone else’s child as...