She got to her feet, suddenly unable to sit still. Her palm rubbed slowly over her belly in a circular motion as she walked a few steps away from him.
This was no longer about Marco. Agreeing meant deciding what kind of childhood their daughter would have before the poor girl had even taken her first breath.
And there might be other children after her.
Vee had spent her entire childhood trying to protect Valentina from pain.
Now Luca was telling her that if they took this path, some pain would have to be deliberately introduced into their children's lives because preparation might one day be the difference between life and death.
"Bambola…"
The fear in Luca's voice made her turn.
He looked terrified of losing her because of this decision.
"Is there anything that we can do differently?" she asked.
Luca thought about it. "Well, the difference is there will be no evil stepmother in their lives."
Vee stared at him.
Of all the moments to make a joke.
