Kane
I felt as if I’d died and somehow entered a f*****g great version of heaven. Simone was alive, breathing, carrying our child, and looking at me with those beautiful green eyes that had haunted my dreams for months. The knife wound in her chest was bleeding, but it was already closing. She was here, she was mine, and we were going to have a baby.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, reaching up to wipe the tears rolling down her gorgeous face.
“I didn’t trust you, remember?” she said softly.
I grimaced. Yes, I remembered. The pain in her voice when she’d rejected me in the woods, the way she’d looked at me as if I’d betrayed everything she believed in. That memory would haunt me for the rest of my life.
“I’m so, so f*****g sorry,” I said desperately, my hands framing her face. “I ne
