The limo glided silently down the long, snow-covered driveway, flanked by towering evergreens weighed down by frost. Inside, the warmth of the heater pressed against my skin, but it did little to ease the tension in my chest. My hand rested over the curve of my belly, soothing the occasional flutter of the twins—a boy and a girl, though no one knew that but me. And no one knew who their father was.
Aiden and Ben, Colonel Frank’s teenage sons, sat across from me. Aiden was absorbed in his phone, his dark hair falling over his eyes, while Ben drummed an erratic rhythm on his knees. They barely spoke to me, and I didn’t mind. Silence suited me just fine.
The limo slowed as we turned onto a long driveway leading to a massive estate, its windows glowing warmly against the snowy landscape. I p
