Julia
“A second chance,” he murmured, his steely gaze soft and pleading.
“A second chance?” I echoed, chuckling dryly as I looked at him as though he'd just spouted another head.
”For what?!” I snapped.
“After everything you've done, you still have the nerve to ask that?” I seethed, watching in contempt as his expression remained guarded.
“Darling, I wasn't asking,” he scoffed, raising his hand and pushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear while his fingers lingered a second longer on my skin.
“I'm making a proposition here; it's all up to you to accept,” he murmured.
“You never loved them, not when you chose her over them,” I seethed, and his jaw ticked. I scoffed, realising I'd hit a nerve at the mention of Kathryn.
“I've loved them since the first day I learnt you were pregnan
