Selene's POV
When the door slammed shut behind Victor, I thought I would finally be able to breathe. But I couldn’t because my chest felt tight.
I slid down the wall, the blanket still wrapped tightly around me. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hold on. The cold air from the broken window made goosebumps rise on my skin, but it was nothing compared to the cold in my heart.
Placing a hand to my stomach, I sighed. My pregnancy was less than a month. That was all this baby had existed—less than a month. And if Victor had…if he hadn’t stopped…
I curled forward, resting my forehead on my knees. My heart was pounding too hard. He almost killed my child, the only thing I had left from four years of marriage, the only piece of myself I hadn’t given away.
He didn’t even know. He
