I slapped her before I even realized my hand had moved. “You monster,” I screamed. “You took my husband, my life—and now you’re stopping me from saving my child?”
She shrieked as I grabbed her hair. We struggled, crashing into furniture, fury and grief blinding me.
The door flew open.
Aldrin.
“What’s wrong with you?” he shouted.
I pointed at her, sobbing. “Our daughter is missing! You froze my accounts and she mocked me for it!”
His face hardened. “If Sienna disappeared, that’s on you. You can’t even keep track of your own kid.”
Before I could answer, Bianca cried out, clutching her stomach. Blood stained her clothes.
Aldrin turned on me. “If anything happens to her—or the baby—you’ll regret it!”
He struck me, pain exploding across my face. Then he carried her out, cradling her like she was everything that mattered.
I was left alone.
That’s when I understood. He would never help me.
So I called the only man who might.
“Joseph,” I whispered when he answered. “If you still want to marry me… save my daughter. I’ll give you everything.”