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His cheek stung, sers had ht be small but she packed a proper punch He could feel her i under his skin He raised a hand to it Her fingerscar that had been inflicted on hihteen There were still times when he could feel the blade of the knife burn into his skin

‘I will let you do that this one ti his tone ‘But if you ever raise a hand to ain’

Her breaths were shallow ‘You deserved it’

‘Why? Because I pointed out that you are expecting me to take you at your word? Trustto be carrying my child’

‘I a your child’

‘No—you are carrying a child Until the child is born and we can get a paternity test done, I do not want to hear any reference to it being mine’ After what Luisa had done to hi to do with paternity at face value again Never

Only fools rushed in twice

Cara itched to slap the arrogance off his face again, soher nails into the palms of her hands to find some relief

If she could, she would leave But she couldn’t She hadn’t been exaggerating about the state of her bank balance Paying for the return flight to Sicily had left her with the grand total of forty-eight euros to last her until payday, which was still a fortnight away It was one thing living on baked beans on toast when she had only herself to support, but it was quite another when she would soon have a tiny mouth to feed and clothe And she needed to find a new home, one that allowed children

When she’d first discovered she was pregnant, her fear had been prirew a life, a baby

Jeez A baby She couldn’t re a baby

That real terror had morphed when the freeze in her brain had abated and the reality of everything that having a child meant had hit her

A child would depend on her for everything Love Stability Nourishe that she would only be able to provide the first

At that precise nancy test, her life had changed irrevocably