The moment those words left Lucas's mouth, Lilia felt her entire world blur. Ava?
It was like a dagger straight to her heart. As if Ava's presence here wasn't already a deep enough wound, now she was hearing that Ava was pregnant—with her husband's child.
She smiled bitterly. 'What had I been expecting?'
Zethan, of all people. Loyal. He had said it himself, yet she… Hadn't he said so himself?
A dry laugh almost escaped her lips, but she swallowed it back. Instead, she moved in silence. She reached for the wire before the hairdryer could slip from her grasp, tying it with precision. Then, carefully, she placed it over the table before walking toward the bed.
She had no idea what Zethan was saying to Lucas next.
She didn't care.
She didn't want to care.