His face fell. “I’m so… sorry about everything. I should have done more, I should have noticed what was happening, oh god, babe, are you really…? Did that man, did he really…?” He trailed off.
“Stop it.” She leaned in to him, grabbing his arm. “There was nothing you could have done. You were a politician, I was a criminal, if anything I made it too easy for them. You know how that works. Betray the family, get your knees broken, or end up at the bottom of a river. It doesn’t matter anymore. I’m not… hurting anymore.” The smile returned to her face as her hand came up to stroke his. “Better me than one of our babies. They turned out great, by the way.”