SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS
The door closed softly behind him.
A few seconds later, Jordan came back in. She must have seen Flynn’s face when he left because the second she came in she asked,
“Aria, what happened?”
I looked up at her, my voice barely a whisper.
“I am pregnant for my ex-husband.”
Jordan’s eyes widened. “You are what now?”
I nodded.
“Oh Aria” She sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me into her arms again. I let myself cry against her shoulder, the weight of everything finally crashing down on me.