Chapter 7

I didn't bother to reply.

I moved Emma behind me and nodded at him. "There's nothing left to say. We're leaving,"

I turned around to leave.

Claire was way quicker than Michael.

She let go of Michael's arm, stepped forward, and stood in front of me, subtly blocking my path.

"Rachel, wait a second," she said.

She looked at Emma behind me, and her smile vanished.

"How old is this little girl?" she asked.

I ignored her.

"Please move," I said.

She didn't budge.

"Can't you say?" Claire's voice got a bit louder. "Rachel, were you already pregnant when you…