Natalia
The sun had already gone down by the time Damon and I pulled into our driveway. My legs felt heavy, and my heart even heavier after that confrontation with Andrei.
Damon put the car in park and turned to me. “Don’t beat yourself up,” he said gently, reaching across the console to lace his fingers with mine. “You did what you had to do.”
I let him hold my hand, but I looked away. “I just can’t shake the feeling that despite everything, telling him I had an abortion was… wrong.”
“You have to protect the twins. You know he’ll try to take them if he finds out about them.”
I sighed softly, knowing he was right. But the look on Andrei’s face when I had told him I’d had an abortion had taken me by surprise—his expression had crumpled in an instant, going from smug satisfaction to pai
