Chapter 33
Branwen heard nothing else in the long upstairs hall besides her own quiet footfalls on the flowery rug. She had no idea where she was going, but she couldn’t face John. She’d only known him to throw up a very few times since she’d met him. He had a hard time with it, and he despised being sick. And she’d never heard anything like this.
Before she’d walked away, he’d almost sounded like he was screaming.
Because of her. No matter how she looked at it, this whole thing was because of her.
Because she was afraid of having the baby. Because she wasn’t strong enough to stand up to him about getting sterilized. Because something had gone wrong with her birth control pills. Because she’d been too afraid and then too late to take care of this before he’d ever been dragged into it.
