“What do you mean you’re keeping the baby?” Roman asked, his voice groggy.
“I want us to have the baby and deal with Grayson together.” Tessa, said, glancing at the floorboard.
“Roman, please let me tend you to your hand,” Klara whispered, stepping toward him.
Roman turned to Klara, his eyes dark and clouded. “Klara, can you please give us a moment?”
“But Roman—“
“Now….thank you.” He snarled.
Klara took in a deep breath, stepping out with her head bowed.
“Tessa, what’s this?”
“What do you mean?” She looked up at him.
“What’s going on, why did you change your mind? You caused a whole scene at the hospital and you made it clear you didn’t want the baby. So what are you saying now?”
Tessa took in a deep breath. “Come.” She said, taking Roman’s hand and leading him to a chair.
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