Aria’ PoV The stick had two lines.I sat on the cold tile of the en suite bathroom floor, back against the cabinet, knees pulled to my chest, and stared at it for a very long time. Outside the frosted window, the city was doing what it always did — moving, breathing, indifferent. Inside, everything had stopped.Two lines.I pressed my hand flat against my stomach. Nothing felt different. Nothing felt like anything, really, except the particular silence that descends when your life pivots on a single moment and the world hasn't caught up yet.“Pregnant.”I said it quietly, to no one, to the empty room. Testing the shape of it in my mouth.I had been married to Marcus Veil for eleven weeks. I didn't tell him straight away.I know how that sounds. But you have to understand what those eleven weeks had been — the careful geography of our life together, the unspoken rules I was still mapping. Marcus left before seven each morning. He returned when he returned, sometimes eight, sometimes
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