Erica curled in on herself, tears pouring down her face.
She had thought she would be first...she thought she would give him his very first child, a connection that would make him never be able to leave her.
Tristan might be cold but the people related to him by blood, he valued them, just like he always valued his sister, even his grandparents whom he was distant with.
He was the kind of man who wouldn't show that he cared, not even a little bit, but if a threat came to his people he could tear the whole world down.
It was one of the reasons Erica desperately wanted him.
Who would have thought, that bitch was actually hiding his children.
A rumble of laughter suddenly tore out of her lips, making her shoulders tremble but even as she laughed there were tears pouring down.
