Chapter 64

• Bellamie clutched her chest as guilt surged like a tidal wave. How had she been so blind? So easily swayed Alexander treated her? By the gentleness hidden behind his silver hair and commanding voice.
• But… she collapsed onto the air mattress, burying her face in her hands, tears spilling freely.
• Every drop holds a memory. Regret. A realization of how deeply she had failed Gala. She’d left him. Abandoned her child. All for a man—her son’s father—and a warning she’d believed too easily: Leave, or your son will be in danger.