“So why wait?” I spit, my shock giving way to anger. “Why let me go on living my life for years without doing anything? Why act now?”
Brigitte’s hard expression softens. She looks down at Lukas, a distant smile on her lips. “You got pregnant.”
What the f**k? Just when the pieces were starting to fit together, she drops that bomb, scattering them to the corners of the earth again.
I stammer, “What the hell does my pregnancy have to do with anything?”
“We didn’t know who the father was at first,” Brigitte continues, her upper lip curling in distaste. “But it didn’t matter. When I told Jorik, he decided that could be how you repaid him.”
My body goes numb. I can’t feel my fingers or toes. All the blood in my body seems to have rushed to my head.
Her eyes find mine. They’re brewing with
