I stepped back.
His hand froze in midair.
"Rosie, I—"
He looked away, guilt written across his face. But after a moment, he drew a deep breath and forced himself to meet my gaze again.
"Rosie, I didn't realize it was you. At least this time you're not as badly hurt."
"This time... let's go our separate ways."
"You saw it yourself. Sylvia's been in my heart for a long time. In our last life, she died, and then you were maimed saving me. I had no choice but to take responsibility and honor the engagement."
I said nothing. His jaw tightened.
"I already married you once. I already did my duty. In this life, none of that has happened yet. We can still fix this. Can't we just set things right?"
A bitter smile tugged at my lips. Set things right?
So our ten-year love story had been nothing but a mistake to him?
My hand drifted to my stomach. I refused to give up.
"What about our child? Eugene, in this life, our baby is still alive! Are you really going to abandon them? Are you going to look me in the eye and say you want them dead?!"
My words struck him silent.