Amara turned to Fian with a meaningful look. "He's willing to carry your child. He must have feelings for you, even if it's only a little. Don't give up. You're the person closest to him right now, aren't you?!"
Amara could immediately tell there was a complicated story behind all of this. Even though she didn't know the details, she naturally intended to support Fian.
Fian still remembered Gara telling him to forget about that night. But how could he erase his own memories? Especially when that memory was the happiest one in his life.
His head instinctively nodded at Amara's words. Deep down, he was still holding onto hope.
Amara looked delighted, as if Fian's child were her own grandchild. Baschara didn't show much on his face, but he was just as happy inside.
"Gara's pregnancy is special. The timeline is much shorter. I don't know how or why, but the babies are healthy." Fian explained so the two elders wouldn't be shocked when the children were born.
