Gray POV

After Stephanie White stormed out of my house, my head felt like it was splitting in two.

Her words wouldn’t stop echoing, repeating over and over like a broken record:

“Giovanni aborted a baby. Your baby.”

I didn’t want to believe her. I refused to. My gut screamed that this had to be a lie. Stephanie lied the way people breathed—effortlessly. But something about that envelope… the way she held it, smiled like she’d won some invisible war, the smugness in her ...