Chapter 11

ANDREA'S POV “ You were pregnant with my baby!” My heart stopped as the words came out of his mouth. I felt a wave of nausea. I could feel the beginnings of a panic attack; my lungs started to constrict, and my vision started to narrow. How had he known? I had done my best to keep my boys hidden away from the spotlight. Nobody alive but my parents and Zayne knew who their father was. How could he have— "And you killed it with no mercy!" The panic deflated, replaced by confusion. What was he talking about when he said I killed the baby? My knees threatened to give out. I leaned against a nearby tree, wishing there was a bench I could sit on. “Do you know what kind of feelings I was harboring when I built this place?” His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell. He approached step by step, his eyes burned with an almost insane rage. I didn't understand, not at all. Why was he acting so dramatically? Like an absurd monologue, and I was forced to be the audience. “H