Baby's Daddy
she said.
He squeezed her hand, sending more warmth spiralling up her elbow. "Yeah," he croaked, staring straight ahead into the distance. "No matter how much people tried to convince me it wasn't my fault, I just couldn't help thinking about what would not have happened if I had stayed home."
Not knowing how to help erase his pain, she squeezed his hand back mutely, wishing there was a better way to assist without adding her own sob story.
"My father was a cold bastard, something he pretty much inherited from his ancestors. He was the second crown prince, I wonder how he would have been if he had been the crown prince." Aithan 's shoulders twitched slightly at the thought.