(Author's POV)
Something in her face went quiet - not the ordinary quiet of a child who had been told no, but something older and less readable. She didn't cry. She didn't argue. She stood there for a moment, and her gaze dropped to the curve of Sienna's belly.
Something flickered in her eyes. Not quite understanding. Not quite grief. Only the dim, wordless sense that if this baby had never existed, perhaps things would have stayed the way they were.
Sienna had already looked away. She was thinking about the child in her stomach. She was certain it was a boy.
Rosalind turned and walked back down the hallway alone.
On the other side of the city, Jasper sat in his office at Aether Life Sciences and watched the stock ticker on his screen trace its slow, relentless decline.
He didn't wan
