Hurt of an Unrequited Love

"No, no…" Fiona stood up, closing the space between them again. She reached for Joanne's hands, this time pressing them to her chest, over her heart.

"You're his family," she said quietly. "You were all he knew for so many years. I know things aren't the same anymore. I know it'll be awkward at first. But, Joanne… I don't want to hold onto this hatred anymore." Her fingers tightened slightly. "I want to grow our family. I want to be happy with the man I love. I want to give him every bit of happiness he deserves."

She swallowed, her other hand drifting instinctively to her abdomen.

"I want you to be part of our family too."

Joanne's breath caught.

She stared at Fiona, trying to decipher her true intentions.

Was this another game? Another power move?

She scoffed, forcing a smirk. "Part of your family?" Her tone was sharp. "And what, you think I won't steal your husband?"