Meanwhile, the rest of the household stood frozen, dumbfounded. The conversation between the two had been vague, yet the meaning wasn't hard to guess.
Among them, Ares was the first to break the silence, his eyes wide. "Master Gara… is pregnant? And the father is Madha?"
Della and Fian turned sharply toward Ares, their gazes sharp. They'd suspected the same—but hadn't dared to say it aloud.
"It's true," Gara admitted with a nod.
The truth hit like a stone. Della and Fian both swallowed their heartbreak.
Della managed a smile, though her eyes glistened as if she might cry at any second.
Fian, on the other hand, froze—expressionless, his face stiff as stone.
While Gara held his mother close, Madha quietly slipped into his room.
When he returned, Gara was the only one in the living room still happily smile. The others wore mixed expressions: confusion, sadness, disbelief.
