"Of course it's my husband's," I replied with a faint smile, then asked, "And yours? Whose is it? Will you keep this one?"
I knew Leona had two abortions in college.
Back then, she didn't dare ask anyone to go with her—only me.
Stung by my words, Leona trembled with fury. "Lydia, you wretch! I won't let you give birth to that child!"
She stormed out, clutching the test results.
A vague anxiety stirred within me. Leona was never kind. If her pregnancy ended and mine continued, she might never be legitimized.
I hesitated—should I tell Dominic about my pregnancy?
But busy with work, I set the matter aside.
Two weeks later, on a weekend, Keaton Hawthorne invited me and Dominic to dinner at his home.
When I saw Dominic in the car, I was momentarily dazed.
It had been nearly a month si
