Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Nine
She swallowed, words caught somewhere between disbelief, fear, and something she couldn't name. "Pregnant?" she whispered, almost to herself.
"Yes," he said, voice low and raw.
"You're lying," she spat, voice trembling despite herself. "You want me to withdraw. You want me stop."
"No," he said firmly, stepping closer, the chaos around them irrelevant. "You're carrying my child."
Asli looked around then, as if it finally dawned on her that they were not alone. They were still fighting and shooting their guns around them.
Pregnant.
That test, she had seen its result. She wasn't pregnant. She knew she checked it once but was that not enough? How had it even changed? Most importantly, when had it changed?
What did that mean for her?
For him?
For them?
