Sebastian's POV
"Sebastian, I..." Maya struggled to sit up, her hands gripping the marble bathroom counter for support. Her gaze darted between the pregnancy test box and my face. "This isn't what it looks like."
I tore my attention away from the damning evidence and concentrated on her instead. The harsh bathroom lighting made her skin appear almost translucent, emphasizing the dark circles beneath her eyes.
"What does it look like to me?" I asked, surprised by how steady my voice sounded despite the chaos unleashing in my mind.
"Penelope dropped that off this morning." She waved weakly toward the test kit. "She has this wild idea that I might be expecting just because I've been feeling sick lately. She practically forced me to buy it, but..."
A wild idea. Naturally. I inhaled slowly, attempting to organize the thoughts spinning through my head.
