Ophelia's POV I tossed the phone on to the hotel bed, so hard that it bounced two times before landing. My chest went up and down with rage. Not simple rage, this was the kind that pushed against my ribs, made my head feel like it would break open.How could this be? How was it that after all I did, after I told him the huge thing of all, that I was having a baby Julian still picked to go back to Vivienne?It was strange. Painful. Humiliating.I sat on the edge of bed, holding my flat belly. I knew I had told a fib to Julian, just to catch his eye. But for some reason, even this "baby bump" wasn't enough to pull him all the way to my side."God," I said, leaning down and putting my face in my hands. "What more do I have to do huh?"I sat up and looked all over the hotel room. It was bright, chilly, too tidy, too quiet. There was no Julian. No Maximilian. No feeling that made me feel wanted.Why did he keep going back to that
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