Part 81

“We need to talk,” I said to Charlotte as I stood up from the dining table and took her hand. She followed me back upstairs and I sat down on the bed. She closed the door behind her and sat down next to me. She knew exactly what was going through my mind.

“Why do you need to do anything?” she asked me.

“Because he came after me. If Kiran wasn’t there, you’d be planning my funeral,” I said angrily.

“And now everyone thinks you’re dead,” she said softly.

I rubbed my hands over my face. “Charlotte, is this even what you want? You can go back, carry on with your life.”

“Do you want me to leave?” The hurt in her voice was evident, but I knew that the pregnancy hormones also played a role.

“No, but this isn’t what you signed up for,” I said. “I would understand if you wanted to go back to your old life.”

“Everything’s different now. We’re both different. You have a family that’s different and we’re going to have a child who will be different,” she said.

I sighed and lowered my head. “I just