Charlotte's POV
I already let out too much before I could hold myself back. And now Drake looked at me like my face was splitting into two.
His face paused, I was still talking but he did not follow me like he did before. He just stood there as if he was still processing something and that was when it dawned on me.
I had said more than I was supposed to say.
I stopped, my throat suddenly grew lumps that prevented me from speaking or making a sound.
"What did you say?" He asked in the calmest voice I've ever heard. Like his vocal cord was dipped in ice and he was forced to speak with them.
I knew for a fact I was going to stutter if I tried to speak so I swallowed the words and just stood there, like a fool looking at him.
'Where were the damn words?!' I screamed mentally.
"Did you just say that Ivy is my child? You said you found out your belly kept growing..." he continued, closing his eyes in a bid to remember what I said.
I bit my tongue. The cat was finally out of the bag. I coul
