Evelyn's POV
The door closed behind my brothers. The room suddenly felt too big and too small at the same time.
Richard stood near the desk, his hands in his pockets. He would not look at me.
"You did not have to do that," I said.
"Yes, I did."
"Your mother will be furious."
"I do not care what my mother thinks anymore."
I sat down in the chair by the fireplace. My legs were shaking.
Richard moved closer but stopped a few feet away. "Are you alright?"
"No."
"What can I do?"
"Nothing. There is nothing anyone can do. The whole world knows now."
"Let them know."
"Easy for you to say. You are not the one they will tear apart."
He sat down across from me. "They will come after me too. They always do."
"This is different."
"How?"
"Because I am carrying your children, and everyon
