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The den was nestled in a gently sloping hillside. It was an unassuming hole in the ground, which was what Ty had been going for in the first place. The last thing she needed was some rando waltzing up and poking their head in while she was out here alone. Despite being prepared to do it all on her own, she was glad that Aditya was here, even if he didn't plan on sticking around for long. She wouldn't ask it of him, and Ty certainly didn't expect it of him. It wasn't as though they were betrothed to one another.

I don't think so, she replied. Have you, ah, done this before? Because I'll be honest—I haven't. Actually didn't think I was capable of getting pregnant. I've tried before, and it never worked. She stood outside the den a moment longer, hoping to hear some words of reassurance that he had seen this process before.