Davin’s eyes narrowed sharply, suspicion flashing across his face. “Did Amara keep a child away from you?”
Of course he would try to figure it out. He is relentless like that. “Just answer the damn question, Davin,” I snapped. “Stop with the guessing games.”
He pulled a dramatic pout, like a stubborn kid refusing to back down. “My guesses are always accurate, though,” he muttered, almost smug.
My glare hardened, warning him to drop it before I said something I would regret.
“You know what, forget I even as—”
“I would spend the rest of my life hating her,” Davin cut in, not giving me the chance to finish.
“I would use every single resource I have to take that child away from her, just to make her understand the hell she put me through. I would make sure the entire world saw her for th
