All Yours, Daddies
Standing behind Ronan, I cannot make out the gravity of the expression on her face, but I feel it…the tension in her shoulders, I see the ball she gulps down, the way her breath hitches when Ronan’s neck whips to the side.
My grip on the chair tightens even further. Any more, and I might be the first man to snap metal into two with my bare hands.
Knees buckling, right leg slowly moving backwards, I try to steady myself.
She had triplets, not twins.
Triplets…for three of us.
And now…
One left, died, and she…stayed quiet?
The doctor’s brows furrow.
“You didn’t know? I was told you were aware, and…”
“She knew, alright.” Ronan cuts in, his eyes never leaving Sarah. Frankly, none of us can look a
Hot Chapters