Frozen.

CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT

ALEXANDER

I sighed when Sally walked away. She was obviously still mad at me and wouldn't want to talk to me.

I knew I needed to do something to make Sally warm up to me one more time, but what would that be?

I shook my head and began walking upstairs. I heard stubborn footsteps behind me, and knowing who it was annoyed me the most.

"Alex, you didn't even check out the ultrasound," Beverly said, as she followed me behind.

I pretended not to hear her and kept walking. She was persistent and followed behind me.

"Our baby is a boy. You should be happy."

I stopped abruptly by the stairs.

I should be happy? My first child would come from a harlot. What was there to be happy about? An innocent child that may never be loved by the father.

"It's a boy," Beverly repeated.

I got the whole concept then. She wanted me to be jumping on my feet because our son was a boy. Well, she lost because it didn't entice me one bit.

In fact, the news only angered me the more, be