Stephen’s pov
Her words resounded in my ears. I stared at her, flabbergasted, for several minutes. Tears continued to stream down her face. Sobbing and sniffling, she repeated the same sentence.
Wait, what? He killed our baby? I knew he was delirious, but he wouldn’t do that to an infant, would he?
With my heart pounding in my chest, I slowly turned to study his demeanour. There wasn’t even an ounce of remorse in his contorted face. He continued to struggle against Jojo, who apparently had the upper hand. As the seconds passed, his grunts intensified, as did his attempts to break free.
One thing was apparent - he didn’t care about Darlene’s allegations.
I let Darlene’s words sink in. I knew her well. She wouldn’t accuse anyone of such a thing unless she was sure of it. Perhaps tha
