Lyra
Liam lowered his eyes. “I didn’t know it would lead to that, Lyra, I swear to you, I didn’t know that would happen. I never wanted to take that from you. From us. I swear to the gods if I had known…”
His words trailed off. I stayed still, my mind wandering off, remembering that day, replaying it all...the cold water, the darkness, and the pain that followed.
“…you were even far along then. I should have saved you first. I should have—“
His last words snapped me back to the present just as a thought struck me.
“You said something,” I cut him off. “I was far along then, but Evelyn’s pregnancy wasn’t even showing. I didn’t even know she was pregnant until Xavier. How… did she give birth so soon after? Was the child…” I frowned, “premature?”
“Premature?” Liam’s brows furrowed. “Yes.
