Aurélie POV
“Tell me…”
His voice stays soft, open an invitation rather than a demand.
I study his eyes for a moment. That brilliant blue holds the promise of a storm, one he would gladly unleash on anyone who had wronged him.
“Do you remember the Moon Conference I organised,” I begin quietly, “when I was helping Élodie and Denise take down the fairy lights?”
“I do.”
“I had a dizzy spell…” His gaze drops instantly to my stomach before lifting back to my face.
I remember it as if it were yesterday. I’d been standing on a step ladder when my footing slipped and he caught me.
“…I went to see Fabrice. He examined me and told me I was pregnant. I was so excited, Damien. I came straight to you to tell you that I’d finally given you what you wanted from our marriage. An heir.” My throat ti
