"I heard you stopped visiting the Sullivans because their neighbor is expecting a child." Damien straightforwardly blurted out his curiosity. He was listening very attentively to the Marchs' conversation back at the dining table, and he could not help but wonder about that. This King had a gut feeling it was something he must know.
"About that. Um," Mrs. March was cautious to tell.
Damien demanded, "May I know the reason, Mrs. March?"
And who was she to refuse a King's question? Stiffened for a moment, Vivian inhaled to calm herself. And she told the Demon Lord, "I was almost a victim eight years ago. I mean," she breathed out. "I almost lost my baby, Raul."
Heavens above! That was very hard to say.
