Chapter 48

Megra

I pace back and forth in the living room, my heart racing and thoughts swirling in my head like a storm. I can't seem to find my breath, and the room feels like it's closing in on me. Every step I take feels heavy, laden with the weight of everything that's happening. The walls, once familiar and comforting, now seem oppressive, crowding me in.

"Are you okay?" Liza's voice breaks through the haze, soft but tinged with concern. She's standing in the doorway, her brow furrowed, her eyes searching my face for answers.

"No," I respond, my voice cracking under the pressure. "Why did you have to let it slip that I was pregnant in front of Nathaniel?" My words come out in a rush, each one laced with panic and frustration. "I feel like I'm suffocating, like I can't breathe under everything that's happening."

Liza steps closer, her eyes full of sympathy. "I got worried when I saw you on the floor," she says gently. "Especially since I know the pregnancy is fragile. I couldn't keep it to