Chapter 142

Luca didn’t move for a full hour after Sutton drifted back to sleep. She had gone to sleep soon after coming back from meeting the press. He really should go and see his father. He had been getting regular updates from his brother and had gone to see his father last night, but he had been asleep. Her hand was still curled loosely in his, her breathing soft and even, and it was the only sound he wanted to hear for the rest of his life. He sat on the side of her bed and just watched her. Her lashes fluttered once, but she didn’t wake. Her mouth was slightly parted, and her hand would occasionally shift on the blanket, twitching. In sleep, she looked like herself again, only she was no longer pregnant. And for the hundredth time, Luca felt it like a punch to the ribs: He could’ve lost her and their son Miles. He hated to think what could have happened if the messenger had pushed her into traffic instead of just onto the footpath. He was still pissed that the police were unable to charge t