Without thinking, my hand moved to my stomach—the place where two small lives had once grown.
But they had nothing to do with me.
How absurd.
I laughed until tears streamed down my face.
"Miss Fox, did you come here just to flaunt all of this?"
My hatred for Hudson and Aria reached its peak in that moment.
I hated them for how easily they had made me their puppet.
I hated them for choosing me.
Aria's lips curled into a contemptuous smirk. "You heard everything just now, didn't you? My conversation with Hudson?"
When I gave no reaction, she continued without missing a beat.
"Honestly, I find the whole thing rather poetic. I'm the one who hand-delivered you to Hudson's side. I figured you were clean enough, simple enough—the kind of girl who'd never make waves."
"I have to admit, I never expected you to stay by his side for a whole decade."
"Do you know what Hudson said to me a few days ago? He said he wanted the children to call you their godmother."
Aria's brow furrowed tight, something uncontrolled flickering behind her eyes.
I listened without expression, finding her words almost laughable.
What was she trying to say—that Hudson had fallen for me?