Giselle let out a long-held sigh of relief—she wasn’t pregnant, and that was all that mattered.

“I need to practice.”

With no one to stop her, she made her way downstairs to the gym where freedom and fresh air awaited.

Inside, Megan Shaw rushed up to her, disbelief etching her features. “How on earth did he let you out?”

Giselle pressed a finger to her lips. “Shush...”

She pulled Megan into a quiet corner. “He had me checked to see if I was ...