ANYTA'S POV
Her grin widened, showing a flash of white teeth, even though her eyes remained cold.
She lowered her voice, leaning in so close I could smell her expensive, musky perfume. I frowned, wondering how she was able to afford something so pricey.
“Really?” Jodie scoffed, “so… does he know about Theodore yet?"
My son's name leaving her mouth hit me like a physical blow.
“Are you…”
I paused at the chime of the elevator, followed by the clicking of heels.
“Keep my son's name out of your mouth,” I snarled in an almost whisper.
“Aww, Anyta.” Jodie fake-pouted. “Still so sensitive about him I see," she mocked. "I’m just asking a question though.”
She grinned as she exhaled deeply. “God, I remember the morning sickness quite vividly. You were a nightmare to live with."
Before I c
