Lena's POVThe room felt suffocating. My chest was tight, my hands trembling as I pressed them against my stomach, as if holding the truth there would somehow make it easier to bear. Xander and Lucian stood on opposite sides of the living room, both staring at me, their expressions stormy and unreadable. The air was thick with tension, and the seconds stretched on endlessly.“Who… who owns the child?” Xander’s voice cracked, sharp and accusing, but beneath it I could hear the worry, the fear. He wanted an answer, demanded it even, but I didn’t have one.Tears blurred my vision as I shook my head, my lips trembling. “I… I don’t know,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. My heart ached as I realized how impossible this was. I had never felt so helpless in my life. I was caught between two men I loved, and now there was a life inside me that belonged to one—or maybe both.Lucian’s eyes darkened as he stepped closer, his fists clenching by his sides. His anger was palpable, but there wa
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