“Ms. Monroe?”
The queasiness faded as quickly as it had come. Madeline shook her head, pulling the blanket tighter around herself. “No need to call the doctor. My stomach just feels a bit off. You can go.”
“Wait.” She caught the maid just as she started to leave.
Madeline had wanted to ask her to pick up a pregnancy test, but the words stalled on her tongue. That was something she needed to handle on her own. If anyone else got involved, it wouldn’t stay a secret for long.
No matter what the answer was, she needed to get her head straight before telling anyone.
“Never mind. It's fine. You can go now.”
As soon as the door closed, Madeline let out a shaky breath and pressed her hand to her stomach. If she really was pregnant, chances were it wouldn’t last. She hadn’t taken anything by mouth, just some ointments for her injuries, but even that might have an effect.
The weight of it all made her chest tight. She closed her eyes, feeling smaller than she ever had.
It was past midnight by the time Julian got home. Instead of heading for their bedroom, he slipped into the study next door, phone already in hand. He dialed Casey and waited.
“It’s me. Julian.”
Casey didn’t sound surprised at all. “You heard about Claire? They say her eyes are gone.”
“You always know everything first.”
Casey’s voice was calm, casual, as he toyed with something metal—a dart, maybe. “So, what now? Planning to give Madeline yours?”
“That’s what I’m doing.”
Julian’s answer was quick, steady, so matter-of-fact that even Casey took a second before responding. “Really? Is this your way of making up for all the things you put her through?”

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