I didn't look at his grim face as I spoke, my voice steady even though something inside me felt tightly wound. "I know. If it weren't for this baby, we would have separated by now. There's no bond between us that feels like love."
I lifted my eyes and met his gaze. A strange calm settled over me, the kind that comes when instinct finally stops fighting itself. "I won't hold onto you. Once the baby is born, I'll leave on my own. I've already signed the separation papers."
He let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh, anger flashing across his features. "So that's why you ran off today without your phone or wallet?" His voice hardened. "Scarlett, do you really think everything I do revolves around you? That my role in this bond is to stay beside you every second?"
