Nadia's POV
“Why are you so late?” Carlie asked, her voice sharp with maternal reproach. She didn't even look up from the bedside as she smoothed Reid's blankets. “Why didn't you come with Nadia? Don't tell me you were visiting that girl again.”
Lucian didn't answer. He stood there, jaw locked, the silence acting as a loud confession. He looked exhausted, caught between two worlds that were rapidly drifting apart.
I watched him, feeling a strange sense of detachment. A week ago, his silence would have gutted me. Now? I just wanted to sit down. My body felt stronger after our shared night, but the emotional drain was starting to take its toll again. Fine, I thought. Go to her. Stay with her. Just let me have enough peace to raise this child in silence.
Reid, however, wasn't feeling quit
