Phoebe's POV
Timothy's expression darkened when I shared what I'd learned about Jude. "She has a child? She..." His words trailed off as understanding dawned on him, revealing the true scope of the problem.
I could see him processing this revelation. He'd already come to terms with her past trauma—the harassment, the unwanted advances from other men. That was something done against her will, something she couldn't control.
But a child? That changed everything. A child was permanent proof, a constant reminder.
Every glance at that little one would bring back memories of what happened. I watched Timothy struggle with this realization, knowing he couldn't view the child positively despite understanding the innocent nature of it all.
That's exactly why I'd stopped him earlier—he needed clarity before charging ahead blindly after Jude, before exploding with this knowledge while in her presence.
