I pressed my lips together and spoke with a cold, emotionless voice.

“Vincent, I still don’t remember our past. But we’re married, and I’m carrying your child. I’ll go back to Harborbrook with you.”

The moment the words left my mouth, the silence was so thick it felt like even a pin dropping would echo.

My chest trembled slightly, and my fingers clutched tightly at the hem of my coat.

Truthfully, I wasn’t sure if this was the ...