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Williams' POV

Allison laughed, the sound sharp and almost amused. “It’s funny to hear you say that, considering how you thought the exact opposite of me a year ago.”

I swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. Her eyes, those piercing, unforgiving eyes, bore into mine. She folded her arms across her chest, the action drawing my attention to the confident posture she held.

“Tell me, Williams,” she said, her tone icy. “Why did you marry me in the first place if you thought so lowly of me?”

“I did love you, Allison,” I said, my voice almost a whisper. “I was an insensitive bastard. I know that now. I treated you terribly, but I did love you.”

“It changes nothing,” she replied, her voice unwavering. “Your actions… they cost me our child.”

My world tilted on its axis. “What?” I managed to croak out. “You were… pregnant?”

She scoffed bitterly. “Yes, I was. Three months along. I wanted to announce it on our third anniversary. But then you lied about having an important business meeti