Chapter 13

Emily's POV

Several weeks had passed after Chloe had stumbled on Ethan Brown and I. In those weeks, Ethan had basically ignored my presence. It was as though whatever private discussion he'd had with his fiancée had been for the worst. I'd only seen him once during those weeks, and that had been when he'd instructed Zadok to fetch me from my room to have a very quiet breakfast with him.

Throughout that breakfast, Ethan had been very reserved, barely meeting my eyes even as I'd thrown question after question at him. In the end he'd snapped and told me to keep my questions and let him have a peaceful breakfast. Ethan was an asshole, I'd always known that, but his attitude had surprised me.

Right now I was standing before a full-length mirror in my room, utterly naked and cradling my belly. A tiny bump was starting to show already, nothing more than what I would have seen had I had a very full meal. I hadn't eaten today—my tray of breakfast was on the coffee table in the room, untouched.