Lina's POV
"You cannot have this baby, Lina!" Donovan says as he looks straight into my eye.
"What are you talking about? This is our baby, Donovan! We created this life together" I try to reason him by placing his hand on the huge baby bump I am carrying now.
And I don't know if he is the real Donovan. Because the Donovan I know is not this heartless. The man standing before me is someone else. Not my Donovan.
"Can't you see? The Hell does not want this baby!" He growls at me.
"I don't give a damn about what Hell wants and not, I am keeping my baby!" I shout at the top of my lungs.
Donovan only smirks. He tilts his head a little and shakes his head as his smirk grows a little more wider.
"Too late, love" he whispers as he takes a step back.
I hang my head low only to see my
