How could she come to terms with a man she thought she knew as a selfish, arrogant, controlling jerk, but who spent the evening playing with her son, waiting on her, watching over her, and noticing every time she was upset, uncomfortable, or just plain bored. It wasn’t the fact that he was making sure the babies, his babies, were nurtured and kept safe in her unstable womb. He seemed to genuinely care about her, about Gabriel, with each touch and caress and every time he moved the pillow, pulled the blanket around her, brought her water or food, and helped her from bed to go to the bathroom. Laura couldn’t for the life of her begin to make sense of it, because she’d already decided to leave him, divorce him, and never have anything more to do with him. Now she felt absolutely wicked for ev
