My heart froze. Looking at her, I could see the longing on her face with the way she looked at July. “Why don’t you want kids?” I knew the question sounded almost angry, but she caught me off guard. “I just don’t,” she whispered. Standing up, she walked towards the back door where Beast was sitting outside, looking in through the glass. She opened the door and stepped out. I watched as she walked down the back steps to the yard, picked up a ball, and threw it for him.
