For a moment, relief flooded him—she was safe, so was their girl. He crossed to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. She sobbed harder, her grip on the infant tightening. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “He just…he’s no more.” Her voice broke on the last word.
Ethan eased the baby into his arms, holding her close while Lina covered her face with trembling hands. He looked at the man on the bed—Carrington—and tried to reconcile him with the woman he loved. Questions spun in jagged circles inside his head.