Chapter 35

"I'm pregnant, Cillian." Even to her own ears, Bellatrix's voice sounded soft, fragile and Vulnerable. However, her chest felt slightly better, less heavier now that she had gotten those words out. But that relief was short-lived the moment she realized she was yet to get Cillian's answer. The male in particular, stood almost stiffly in front of her. It was the first time Bellatrix had witnessed such a reaction...had seen so many emotions, all at once, flash in those familiar eyes of his. And for a second, Bellatrix got foolish. She had hopes, expectations, and prayed, hoping beyond anything, that he'd accept this news, that he'd embrace her and tell her they'll figure something out. He wouldn't have to give her much. Just a simple, small smile and a pat on the head would be enough. But, of course, this wasn't a fairy tale. And in this particular reality, Bellatrix had no place. Cillian didn't smile. He didn't show an ounce of happiness. Not when he stepped back, not when his expressio