Chapter 267

NATALIE’S POV “I’ll make sure no one hurts our baby,” Liam said. “The baby is mine, Natalie. It’s ours.” My chest felt too small for the feeling that rushed through it. I hadn’t expected to feel this. I felt so relieved when he said that. The thought that I wasn’t alone made me feel safe. “It’s yours?” I whispered. “It’s really yours?” “Yes.” There was no doubt in him. No hesitation. “It’s ours.” I laughed. But when I did laugh, I started to feel guilt inside me. I remembered what I did. I remembered the pain in his face when I stabbed him, the way his eyes still held something like forgiveness. I put my hand to my belly and felt the movement there, felt the little flick that answered me. I wanted to promise my child everything: a life without fear, without men like Memphis. I wanted to promise Liam that I would fight to be better, to come back to him whole. “You said the baby is yours,” I whispered again, as if saying it would make it more real. “It’s ours,” he answered. For the first