Richard’s POVLucy’s voice echoed across the small restaurant table, clear, deliberate, and impossible to ignore.“I’m pregnant, Richard," she said, her tone soft.The glass slipped from my hand just as the water went down the wrong way, and I choked mid-sip.For a second, I only stared at her. Then a short laugh escaped before I could stop it, sharp, incredulous, cutting through the quiet hum of the restaurant.“I’m sorry,” I said, dabbing at my chin with a napkin. “You said what now?”Her expression didn’t change. Only her jaw tightened, and her eyes burned with the kind of restrained anger I used to find fascinating. “You heard me, Richard. I’m pregnant.”This time I laughed harder. People turned their heads; I didn’t care. The sound tasted bitter on my tongue. “That’s cute, Lucy. Really. Is this why you asked to see me? To tell me another one of your fairy tales?”Her lips trembled, just a little. “I came here because you deserve to know.”“I deserve peace,” I
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