"What the hell are you talking about!"
"Oh, I'm making things up?" I let out a cold laugh, my hand resting protectively over my stomach. "Then how exactly did your baby end up inside me? Face it, Vanessa, you're the useless one here."
"You—" Her whole body trembled with rage as she lifted her hand, ready to slap me.
I didn't flinch. I stood there, one hand bracing my belly, meeting her eyes without a trace of fear.
"Go ahead," I said evenly. "Hit me. If something happens and we lose all three, I'd love to see how you explain that to Derek."
Her hand hung in the air for a long second, but in the end, she didn't dare bring it down.
All she could do was glare at me, eyes filled with venom, like she wanted to tear pieces off me with her bare hands.
Watching her unravel like that sent a
