“From now on… you are Khalil. Khalil Curtis-Montclair,” Kai declared with pride.
The name struck Abigail like a slap. Curtis. Her name. Her father’s name. Her family’s name. He had no right to use it, not when he knew their marriage was a farce, nothing but a cruel illusion. The anger that had been simmering in her chest boiled over.
Before she could stop herself, she thrust the infant back into Kai’s arms. His brows knitted in confusion, his lips parting in shock as if he couldn’t comprehend the sudden rejection.
But then, she turned away.
Panic instantly flared in his chest like wildfire. “Wh-what’s wrong? Where are you going?” His voice cracked as desperation already began leaking through. He shifted Khalil into one arm and grabbed Abigail’s wrist with the other, clinging as if her
