Kermit's POV
If I could deliver a crushing blow to my own face right now, I would gladly endure the pain.
The self-loathing consumed me completely. Not because I had gotten someone pregnant, but because Tonia was suffering. Devastated because of my actions.
Hell. I should have been honest with her from the beginning. I knew my silence was wrong, but I avoided confronting the shame that came with it. We had found our rhythm together, and I convinced myself there would never be a moment when the truth needed to surface.
Two days had passed without seeing her face. I knew exactly where she was hiding, but I kept my distance, understanding she needed time to process everything. Even I felt uncertain about how to approach her after what had happened.
But tomorrow marked my coronation ceremony, along with my arranged marriage to Solace. There was absolutely no way I could move forward with either event while this tension hung between Tonia and me like a suffocating cloud.
