Tender Blade

These words were undoubtedly like a knife stabbing into Declan's heart.

He looked at the child in front of him in a daze and reached out to touch her fair face.

His fingers were pressed against the baby's delicate skin. It was soft, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Clara, we will have another child," Declan said.

Clara lowered her head slightly and looked at her abdomen.

They did have