Andera's pov.
He knows. Thane knows.
I struggled to hold back the dam threatening to explode behind my eyes. My heart didn't deserve the palpitations it was going through right now.
Oh God. What have I gotten myself into? Thane would take me to court, and I would lose primary custody of my children for keeping them away from him without proper reason. I wouldn't get to watch Timmy become overprotective of his sister even though he's barely six minutes older; I wouldn't go shopping with Tiffany to pick out her prom dresses.
All because I couldn't give up my petty revenge. My shoulder shook with silent sobs as Thane stared back at me with hardened, impatient eyes.
My chest burned.
“Andera,” he called my name through clenched teeth. Tiffany's eyes ping-ponged between me and Thane.
“Yo
