CHAPTER 91
ALEX’S POV
I walked to my desk and dropped down on my seat, shoulders squared, fingers loosely intertwined as though we were just having another ordinary conversation.
But we weren’t.
Bernard stood by the door, face twisted with shock. He didn't move. Didn't sit. Didn't even pretend to relax. He just stared at me, eyes wide, like he was looking at a stranger bearing my face.
The silence stretched for an uncomfortably long moment until he finally spoke.
“You… actually said that,” he breathed, his voice low and disbelieving. "You actually told Mara to abort her baby–your baby.”
I leaned back in my seat, swallowing hard. “Yes," I replied, nodding. “Yes, I did."
The words came out flat, controlled. Even surprising myself.
His mouth opened slightly but then it closed a
