The way Joyce looked at Jeffrey had changed. The warmth that once filled her eyes was gone, replaced only by distance and coldness.
Jeffrey was drowning in guilt and pain. But more than anyone else, he understood his mother. Kelly would never allow that child to be born.
So standing in front of Joyce, he forced himself to speak cruel words against his own heart. "I never liked kids."
After that, every time he was with Joyce, he deliberately stopped using protection.
Deep down, Jeffrey still carried a selfish hope. He wanted another child with her.
Until one day, he saw the empty boxes of birth control pills in the trash can beside her bed.
Confused, he looked at her.
But Joyce only answered calmly, without the slightest emotion. "Mr. Vance, I shouldn't want things that were never me
