The words left her lips before she could stop them. They sounded harsh, even to her own ears. But in the silence that followed, she couldn't stop the flood of memories that rushed into her mind—cold nights, bitter loneliness, and the realization that her marriage with Orig was falling apart.
Orig laughed bitterly, his voice cold and mocking. "So, this is what you wanted, huh? To separate from me so you could be free to be with that prince?" His eyes gleamed with suspicion. "Were you using contraceptives? Or are you barren and don't care anymore?"
Taya felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest. How could he say such things? It wasn't supposed to be like this. He was supposed to trust her.
