Cedric walked over. He looked at the red, swollen wound on Joy's forehead. Something flickered in his eyes—a trace of guilt, maybe—but he said nothing.
"Alright. I'm leaving."
She turned to go. Her thin, gaunt silhouette stirred an inexplicable ache in Cedric's chest.
"JoJo."
He walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "It's only a month. I'm already arranging a place for Wendy. Once I marry her and get Bennett registered, I'll bring you and the baby home."
His hand rested on her abdomen. It was flat. As if... something was missing.
"Your belly..."
"I'm fine. I probably just haven't been eating enough lately."
Joy pulled free from his embrace and followed the bodyguards to the car.
The door closed. Joy stared straight ahead, expressionless.
Cedric stood watching, waiting for
