~Alistair's POV~
"No, baby, please—" He reached out, his hand trembling as he tried to bridge the gap between us, his fingers ghosting toward my arm.
"Don't you dare touch me," I snapped. The words were sharp, hitting him with the force of a physical blow.
He flinched, pulling his hand back as if he'd been burned. He stood there, hovering in the center of the room, looking utterly lost.
"Alis… please," he murmured, his voice breaking. "Don't leave me. If you go back to your parents' house… I won't… I won't get to see you. I can't… I can't fall asleep without you next to me."
"Then maybe you should've thought about that before you let Sarah into our lives," I shot back. "Don't forget, you slept with her, and now she's carrying your child. I'm sure you'll be sleeping just fine without me."
