The Woman Who Could Tell the Tale
The word “try” cut into me like a blade.
“I don’t want to,” I said firmly, pulling away from him.
His eyes hardened for barely a second before the soft mask slid back into place.
“Shelby, don’t be stubborn,” Jared said, his voice tightening.
“You wanted to give me a child more than anything in the world.”
I snatched the glass from his hand and hurled it against the wall.