CHAPTER 83

ZYLIAH'S POV

His eyes hid the weak part of him. He wanted it so. To pretend to be strong. And I felt for him. Despite my words, I felt for him.

He'd come because he was hurt, but I couldn't let him keep throwing words like that in my face without some verbal retaliation.

"You don't remember having kids, is that it?" His topaz deepened. Darkened with emotions.

"Yes." It was better to stick with truth than maybes or lies.

Delia and Natalie had made their choice when they ...