Ivy shook her head, backing away slightly. "Don't make me, please." Her eyes glistened with tears, pleading with him not to force her into the past she barely survived.
"Ivy…" Winn swallowed hard, his own eyes rimmed red. "Then just nod or shake your head. That's it. That's all I need."
She stared down at the gravel, unable to meet his eyes.
"You were pregnant," he said softly.
Ivy nodded.
The tears spilled before she could stop them.
Winn inhaled sharply, the sound agonizing.
"You had her," he continued.
Another nod. Her knees wobbled.
"She didn't make it?" he whispered.
Ivy couldn't even summon the strength to nod. Her whole body folded. She collapsed onto the gravel, hands shaking, sobs ripping out of her.
Winn lunged forward and caught her before she hit the ground fully. He dropped to his knees with her, pulling her into his arms. Her sobs tore through the night, echoing across the quiet estate.
And Winn held her.
