“Liv.”
Finally, she whispered:
“Since the fifth month.”
The words hit him like a train.
Since the fifth month.
For three months, while he worked overtime to support everyone under that roof, his pregnant wife had been silently cleaning after four healthy adults.
His son suddenly kicked hard inside Olivia’s stomach.
She winced in pain.
Ethan’s eyes widened immediately.
“You’re hurting?”
“I’m okay.”
“Don’t lie to protect me.”
That was the moment she broke.
“I just wanted your family to love me,” she whispered before bursting into tears.
Ethan pulled her carefully into his arms.
She felt frighteningly thin beneath the oversized shirt.
And suddenly he realized something devastating:
