Chapter Thirty Four

Damian.

Ice trickled down my spine at Rosie's words “That is enough,” i said tersely.

“But… ” She tried to go on but I cut her off.

“I said enough Rosie.”

“As you wish. I will call you if anything changes.” she said.

I hung up the phone and yanked my gaze back to the beach, but Hope was gone. Could Rosie be right? Could Hope be faking her amnesia? The thought had crossed his mind when we were still in New York and Hope was freshbfrom the hospital. My instincts said no, but then I had already been so wrongbabout her in every way. If someone had told me six months ago that she was capable of betraying me as she had, i would have cut them down to size.

Anger and confusion took turns battering my head. I rubbed a weary hand across my face and closed my eyes. It didn’t really matter what i thought at this point. She was pregnant with my child and that took precedence above all else.

I could overlook a lot for my son.

A sound at the door made me look up. Hope stood just inside my