Roosevelt stared at the ring. For a split second, I saw unbearable pain in her eyes. But then she blinked.
"Put it away, Zyran," she said coldly. "I don’t want it. I don’t want you, you made your choice five years ago when you decided to protect Mina and her baby."
Hearing that name made my blood boil with rage.
"Mina is gone," I growled, stepping closer until our shoes touched. "She has been gone for five years. And the baby she was carrying... it wasn't mine."
Roosevelt's breath caught. Her eyes widened. "What?"
"I ran a secret DNA test the week after you left," I explained, anger rising in my chest. "The child belonged to her abusive ex-boyfriend. She knew she was pregnant before she even came back into my life. She drugged me that night in the hotel so she could sleep with me and
