Dread and horrified anger sank into Annette’s gut as she watched the events happening in front of her.
No. This couldn’t be happening.
“Are you the mother of my child?” The stunned whisper echoes loudly in the deadly silent room.
Annette wanted to scream as she watched Macy nod her head once. That one nod was all it took for her entire plan to come crashing down.
Hurt stabbed inside her chest as she watched her ex embrace Macy with clear happiness, hugging her tightly to himself. It felt like a betrayal, seeing him holding her tightly in his arms.
Once again he had chosen Macy, not Annette.
Never her.
She had watched him choose several women over the course of the years, ignoring her presence before him. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried, Annette was always
