Jane's POV
We both paused.
“You go first,” I said. Mostly because I needed a second to brace myself. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my gums.
He stepped closer. Calm. Controlled. Like the world could be burning outside and he’d still have this exact expression.
“One year,” he said. “After she’s born, you decide. Divorce or stay. No pressure, no obligations beyond that. You get that freedom.”
I didn’t realize how tight my chest had been until it loosened all at once. Relief hit me so hard my knees actually felt weak.
He wasn’t chaining me to anything.
He wasn’t trapping me in some forever contract.
He was giving me an exit, even as he offered protection.
“What was it you wanted to say?” he asked, voice low but steady.
I swallowed, forcing myself not to shrink awa
