Chapter 85: Your Brother's Wife

I swallowed the pill with a gulp of water and with it tried to drown the storm of emotions clawing up my chest. Hours had passed since Roman left, and I’d barely moved, marinating in thoughts that made me feel equal parts pathetic and ridiculous. Why was I even spiraling over this? Why would I even want him to be okay with me getting pregnant in circumstances such as ours—accidentally, unplanned, chaotically so? It wasn’t as if we’d ever sat down and mapped out a life with kids, a future, and matching pajamas. The man already made it clear that he was anti-marriage and anti-kids. And yet… the thought still burned me alive. It was already extreme enough that he came inside me multiple times, all because of my stupid freaking allergy—which I allowed him to do the first time. But letting that reckless desire grow into a whole human being? That was an entirely different level of insane. I tried to rationalize it. I should thank him for being careful. For being safe. For being reasonable. F