Alex’s POV
I stood there, smiling like nothing was wrong, while inside my chest everything was collapsing.
Elena was sitting on the bed, grinning to herself, clearly daydreaming about her imaginary baby. Their baby.
She was planning to have another child with Ethan.
And that thought, God, that thought shredded me.
I thought I was moving on from him. I thought I could. But the moment Elena told me he hadn’t been touching her, something ugly and selfish sparked inside me. I was happy. I was relieved.
And now… this.
The image of Ethan holding her, kissing her, making another baby with her, it felt like someone was pressing a blade into my chest, twisting it slowly.
I bit my lip hard enough to taste iron, trying to hold back the tears threatening to fall. But they came anyway, silent a
