A laugh erupted from my throat, sharp and chilling. The sound twisted and broke, turning from bitter humor into raw sobs. I began with small, choked sounds, but they soon swelled into a storm of guttural wails.
The baby…
My sweet, innocent baby…
I lost him just before he could draw his first breath…
And it was entirely his father’s fault!
Liam was responsible for ignoring our pleas and taking another woman's call! And the baby's grandfather was just as guilty, choosing to rescue a collection of dusty assets instead!
Liam just stared at me, completely paralyzed by my breakdown. It took a long moment for him to process the reality of the situation. When he did, his eyes blazed with a fierce, bloodshot fury.
"Chloe Ashford, you are a goddamn monster! How could you just lose our baby? You did this out of spite, didn’t you? I told you I was handling a crisis! I told you I had to deal with other priorities! Why couldn't you just listen for once?"