Chapter 387

Maybe it was because the subject felt too personal to share with Declan, but Clara instinctively stepped back half a pace, creating space between them.

She composed herself and answered evenly, "No…"

"Clara." Declan caught the slip anyway. His gaze flicked to her still-flat stomach, his fingers curling tight as his throat constricted. "Don't be afraid. I'll go with you to the hospital."

"To the ho