My chest tightened at his insinuation. “You’ll probably leave anyway when you find out,” I whispered insecurely.
And there it was. The real reason I couldn’t tell him.
I was too afraid that, once I said those words, those two tiny words, he’ll walk right on out the door and I’ll be alone.
“What? I don’t…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “Stop fucking around and tell me!”
My chest burnt with my hurried breaths. Oh hell. I feel sick.
“Tell me!”
“I’m pregnant!”
My words ricochet off every surface. They echoed, ringing in my ears, until they finally peter out into silence.
I was still standing there, my arms around my stomach, only then my eyes were on the floor. I couldn’t look at him. He was not talking. He was not moving. He was breathing th