She hesitated. A sudden, unfamiliar warmth rushed to her face, a visible flush creeping up her neck—a reaction entirely out of character for the otherwise unyielding Olivia. Within the labyrinth of her heart, a bizarre cocktail of raw happiness and strange, overwhelming emotions mixed together. She had initially debated whether to tell him at all. After all, what was the use? He couldn't feel regret for something he didn't even know existed.
"Olivia, your face is completely red. Are you alright? Please, speak to me... you're terrifying me," Matthias pleaded, his panic escalating as he watched her.
"It's nothing huge. It's just..."
"Just what?! Speak to me, quickly!"
She took a sharp breath, her eyes locking onto his. "You are going to be a father."
