I lied on the bed as Philip came in with a not so happy look on his face. "What Philip? Is the baby, okay?" I looked up at Max and then back at Philip who shook his head. I put my hand on my mouth as a sob escaped my throat.
"I'll give you two some minutes alone." Philip smiled sadly at us and walked out of the room. "I'm sorry, you have every right to be angry with me." He pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead, our body moving side to side as he muttered soothing words into my ear.
"I'm not angry with you I'm angry at you for not wanting our baby but it wasn't you fault, don't blame yourself." I gripped at his arm as I cried out, his hand running down my back comfortingly.
