Chapter 51 Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Amber Whyte.

What the hell?!

Me? Pregnant?

I yanked the sheets from my body like it had turned into lava as I shot Delilah a death glare.

Boiling in rage and confusion, I jumped out of bed, taking daring steps towards her.

My eyes narrowed with hatred. Anger. Irritation, pinning her...

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