Chapter Twenty-Seven
NicoI stand, gut clenching. Whatever she’s here for, it’s not good. “What are you doing here Veronica?”
She gives me a feral smile, and I wonder- seriously wonder- what I ever saw in her. There’s no beauty there. Just nastiness. “Well, of course, I had to come give the happy couple my congratulations. And all these babies… how very sweet.”
I stare at her, and make a quick count backward, realizing she should be showing too. But she’s not. “I thought you were pregnant.”
A pained expression crosses her face. “Well, yes. Sadly it seems I can’t carry children.”
She doesn’t look sad at all. And I wonder, not for the first time, if she was ever pregnant at all, all those years ago. Millie’s and Macey’s hands fly to their bellies with murmured apologies.
Jason rises. “W
