“I doubt that was his original intention,” Aleks surmises. “He wanted you both on his team. It would have made the story all the more convincing. But the fact that you chose to come with me has thrown a spanner in the works.”
“He can’t claim that you abducted or r***d me if I’ve chosen to stay with you.”
“Not just that. We’re married. You’re carrying my child,” Aleks says. “On the face of it, it will look like he’s trying to attack a picture-perfect family.”
Family. For my entire life, that word has meant Mom, Dad, Mia, Rob.
Now, my parents are dead and my siblings are as good as gone.
But I still have a family. I have the family I chose. The family I made.
I have Aleks and our baby.
That’s good enough for me.
“How’s she doing?” Demyan asks.
I glance towards the closed door of Oli
