(God's POV)

The words exploded in Olivia's mind like a bomb, freezing her to the spot.

"Pregnant," Olivia repeated numbly, her hand still suspended in the air where she had been about to deliver another slap.

Lisa continued her tearful performance, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed out her explanation.

"He was so drunk that night," Lisa wailed, her voice trembling with what appeared to be genuine distress. "He kept calling out your name, Queen. He thought I ...