CHAPTER 36
RIPPER
I noticed the way Dove went stiff the moment that question was asked. Her grip on her fork tightened at once, her veins now visible around her wrist, and I wondered why.
Silence stretched for a while before she finally let go of the fork and raised her chin, forcing a smile that I could clearly tell was fake.
“No one for now,” she revealed, and Luna Juliana gasped.
“How come, dear? What happened… why no pups yet?”
Dove's lips thinned, and she chuckled lowly. “Nothing serious,” she continued. “My husband just said that he doesn't want one right now. Actually, we had a family planning discussion when we left for Greece. We wanted to enjoy our youth and marriage before the babies come in… So from next year, we’d start making babies.”
A lump formed in my throat at on
