Chapter 74

Hearing that, Celestia froze for a second, a flicker of panic flashing in her eyes. Seeing Jareth's gaze burning into her stomach, she pressed her lips together. Even though she had no idea why he was suddenly asking that, she still answered quietly, "Over four months now." Closer to five, actually. Four months? She'd kept this from him for four whole months! Jareth's eyes narrowed, his intense stare shifting from her belly to her face. She was clearly nervous, and he was already doing the math in his head. If it had been four months, then it had to be that night-just before he married Sophia. That one stupid night when they'd both gotten drunk and hadn't used any protection. And after? She didn't even take the morning-after pill! The realization hit hard. Jareth's eyes darkened, a hint of danger flickering in them. His voice was low and sharp as he practically spat the words, "You did this on purpose. You didn't take anything afterward-on purpose." The anger was there, but it was soft