Chapter 189

Simon didn’t know what to say.

He wasn’t even sure if he heard her right.

Did she say what he thought he heard?

Did she just—

“Simon?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly as she searched his face for any sign of pain or discomfort. Her hand cupped his face gently, her thumb brushing against his cheek in a tender caress. “Are you still here? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” he mumbled, though the confusion in his eyes was evident. His brow furrowed as he tried to piece together the fragments of his memory. “Can you maybe repeat what you just said? I think I might have misheard you.”

Elena scoffed softly and rolled her eyes, a hint of amusement in her expression. Simon stared at her, bewildered. He didn’t understand why she was reacting this way; he was being absolutely serious.

“I’m pregnant.”

There it was again. She had said it clearly, and he hadn’t misheard her. That’s exactly what she had said. He felt like his mind was reeling, trying to catch up with the magnitude of those words.

“