Celeste wiped at her face with trembling fingers, but the tears wouldn't stop. She tried to steady her breathing, tried to find the right words to make him understand. She just wanted her life to resemble some form of normalcy.
How can she bring a baby into this kind of mess? With her doing her best to try and discover who was behind the drugs.
Andreas, who Tiel killed over it.
Sara, who was the daughter of the neighboring country's Supreme Prime Minister.
Somehow connected to the missing girls and women.
She just can't continue knowing she was with child.
"I'm sorry, Avond. I—"
"Don't," Avond snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut. His grey eyes were dark, unreadable, his expression twisted with something close to rage. "Don't stand there and tell me you're sorry after you made me believe you loved me." He choked. "Did you know... did you know what I..."
