Shadewood lonely man of winter

he was at a loss for words. are you pregnant? the question lingered on his tongue and scorched the flesh the longer it stayed on there. it was a poison that needed to be erased from the system. but the guilt he felt when he saw her trail of tears kept the poison churning in his body.

“minori is pregnant.” the news came out quite randomly. perhaps it was a way to dance around the elephant in the room, or maybe it amplified the situation. either way, he stuck to it.

“that’s what we think at least. she says her sickness is a sign.” he hung onto his breath and glanced up nervously.