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CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

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"I don't care," he said firmly.

“Really? You think a few words and a knee in the dirt fixes what you did?” I said, stepping back so there was space between us, space I could claim as mine.

My hand hovered at my stomach for a second, an automatic pause to feel the slow, patient life growing inside me. “You think you can just…come here and call it remorse?”

He flinched as if the word remorse had landed like a thrown stone. His jaw clenched, the thick cord at his temple pulsing.

“I don’t care about what people say,” he said, his voice low enough that only I and the nearest of his men could hear.

“I don’t care if they call me weak. I don’t care if they spit my name. I care about you. I care about our baby. I...” He stopped as if the next words were a cliff-edge he didn’t dare look over.

“You care now,” I cut in, bitterness like acid in my mouth.

“You care now that you’ve been caught alone without your pride, on your knees where everyone can see. What are you expecting me to do, Draven? Fo
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