"You know, the moment you came back, I really thought you were going to be better. I was scared of you finding out about the baby because I didn't want my heart to break. I didn't want to feel like I was making the wrong decision." She paused, as if gathering her thoughts, before continuing. "A few months ago, I couldn't help but wonder… had I ever made the right decision by deciding to sleep with you? The time we both consummated…"
With a fierce determination etched onto her face, Angel's fingers dug into the fabric of Tryson's collar, the knuckles white against the material as her unwavering gaze locked onto his eyes, searching for any flicker of remorse or deception.
She had grabbed him once again this time, looking fearless.
