Kimberly
Pregnant.
The word echoed in my head, drowning out everything else.
It felt surreal, like a cruel joke the universe had decided to play on me just when I had finally won my freedom.
I had escaped Kendrick. I had planned for everything—his guards, his resources, his power.
But I hadn’t planned for this.
I forced myself to take slow, deep breaths.
Panicking wouldn’t help.
I needed to think.
The nurse was still watching me, concern etched into her face. “Señorita, are you okay?”
No. I wasn’t okay.
I was carrying the child of the most dangerous man I had ever met. A man who would stop at nothing to own me, to control me.
A man I had just run away from.
If he found out…
I swallowed hard. “Are you sure?” My voice was barely above a whisper.
She nodded. “The test results a
