— Why didn’t you tell me you have a fiancée?— I stare into his eyes, from which I was losing my mind. But now there’s ice in them. Ice that tightens everything inside me, and my fingertips tremble. And I hide my hands behind my back.
— What would that change?— His hoarse voice makes my body prickle.
— Everything, — I whisper almost inaudibly, and I can’t swallow. A lump in my throat. Sharp and drying lump deep down.
No. I can. I will be strong. I have to…
— Now you know, — Aram says with a slight smirk. — You’ll stop loving me, Ellie?
— No, — I answer, looking him straight in the eyes. — But I won’t share you…
He gave me paradise. And he also cast me into hell. He’s the man I loved more than life. And he’s the man I hate more than anyone. And he’s also the father of my baby, but the traitor will never know about his son.