Chapter 27

After the initial shock and disbelief, deep in Julian's heart, a small, fragile spark of hope ignited—one so delicate he didn't even dare to wish for it. He could hardly believe that Trina was carrying his child. It was his child with Trina. It was the newest bond between them, one that couldn't be severed. With this child, perhaps she wouldn't be so determined to leave. Perhaps there was still a chance, however small, to win her back. He looked at Trina cautiously, only to meet her icy, piercing eyes filled with disgust and finality. It shattered the tiny spark of hope he had just been clinging to. "Get rid of it." Trina's icy voice was flat and unyielding, carrying clearly across the living room. "I will never give birth to this baby." Julian felt as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart, squeezing so sharply that each breath came in shallow, painful gasps. He rushed over and dropped to his knees in front of her, reaching for her hand. His voice trembled with an unpre