Lisa’s POV
I placed a hand over my stomach. The movement was instinctive, comforting, and somehow... grounding.
There wasn’t a bump. Not yet. But still, I felt something. Maybe not physical, but it was real. Something growing inside me. A life I hadn’t planned for, but one I would protect with everything I had.
Especially after losing this before… because of them.
Even if it meant playing along with this insane life. Even if it meant smiling at people I didn’t trust and pretending to be the happy wife of a man who could make people disappear with a glance.
I would do it.
Because the baby deserved a chance. A future. Because I deserved one too. And I would do anything to protect my child this time.
And because Bryan... Bryan had helped put me in this position. Manipulated me. Lied to
