Facade of Love

Chapter 107 It’s Over

“Sorry… I did not realize…” Idris’s voice was a low rumble, thick with regret.

I kept my eyes shut, silent.

He held my hand, a little warmth in his touch, but I pulled away, dodging hist

grasp.

Maybe I was just being oversensitive, but I could swear he tensed up right then.

“Yvette,” he tried again, “we’ll have kids someday…”

My eyes shot open, a storm of anger and bitterness swirling inside, but I just stared at him, wordless. He looked like he had been through the wringer, his face. drawn, stubble shadowing his l*ps, looking all kinds of rough.

“Idris, you killed your own child!” I let the words out, staring him down, each one deliberate and heavy.

He just looked back at me, his dark eyes a whirlpool of pain and guilt, bloodshot and silent.

my eyes again, took a shaky breath, and pressed a hand to the ache

my hand, his voice rough

yelled, my voice filled with a mix

and his voice still rough. “I’m not

and threw it at him, only realizing it was a hot

not flinch, taking the full brunt of the impact. The kettle shattered, calding water splashing across his face and b*dy, but he stood his ground, gripping my hand all the while, his

brought my mother and Maxwell running.

the kettle on

put, his dark eyes still fixed on me. His voice was a calm contrast to the chaos. “Are you feeling

I tried to yank my hand away,

I grabbed a paring knife from the counter and stabbed it into the back

Mom’s scream pierced

pulling me

did not even wince, his dark eyes still on me,

Maxwell exclaimed, looking at Idris’s bleeding hand. He yanked him up and bellowed for a doctor.

thoughts. My mom watched me, her eyes wide with lingering fear. It took her a moment to find her voice.

face her. “Can you get in touch with Dad’s old lawyer? I need him to help me put together the