Chapter 107 It's Over

"Sorry... I did not realize..." Idris's voice was a low rumble, thick with regret. I kept my eyes shut, silent. He held my hand, a little warmth in his touch, but I pulled away, dodging his grasp. Maybe I was just being oversensitive, but I could swear he tensed up right then. "Yvette," he tried again, "we'll have kids someday..." My eyes shot open, a storm of anger and bitterness swirling inside, but I just stared at him, wordless. He looked like he had been through the wringer, his face drawn, stubble shadowing his lips, looking all kinds of rough. "Idris, you killed your own child!" I let the words out, staring him down, each one deliberate and heavy. He just looked back at me, his dark eyes a whirlpool of pain and guilt, bloodshot and silent. I closed my eyes again, took a shaky breath, and pressed a hand to the ache in my chest. "Just go, and don't come back. I can't bear to see you." He suddenly seized my hand, his voice rough with emotion. "Yvette, we..." "We're done.