Chapter 332

• Three weeks had crawled by since Amber officially invaded the house.
• Every single day she found new and creative ways to weaponize the pregnancy: phantom loss of appetite that only Damien could fix, dramatic morning sickness that required him to hold her hair (which he never did), endless complaints about back pain, hip pain, insomnia, cravings—anything that might drag his attention away from me even for a second.
• It was almost sad how transparently desperate she was.