Arlene
“How do you plan on handling the pregnancy after you give birth?” Art’s voice pierced through the quiet, bringing my thoughts to a screeching halt. “What if your stepmother causes trouble and demands a DNA test?”
I froze, my heart dropping into my stomach.
How come I never thought of that?
A part of me wanted to dismiss the idea, but the reality of it hit me like a wave. I had been so focused on keeping my enemies at bay, on surviving the constant threat of Mirela, that I hadn’t even considered the possibility of her pushing things further.
I forced a smile, trying to reassure myself. “Mirela won’t cross that line. She knows better than to challenge me on that front.” But even as the words left my mouth, doubt lingered in my chest.
I knew Art had called for a reason, though. S
