ELENA’S POV
The world lurched beneath me, a sickening tilt that made my breath catch. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out everything except the devastating weight of his words.
"She is my wife."
Aiden’s voice sliced through the air, his declaration reverberating through the grand hall, sending a shudder down my spine.
"And the child she carries is mine."
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, crashing into me, suffocating, pressing down like the unrelenting weight of a storm. My chest tightened, my mind scrambling—refusing, unable—to process what had just happened.
Not here. Not now. Not when I had fought so desperately to move forward.
London’s fingers tightened around mine—an anchor in the churning sea of chaos. His grip was steady, firm, a silent promise that he was wi
