Hmmm Pregnant
My arms tightened around Phoe instinctively, as if my body refused to let him go even for a second.
Apollo leaned closer, his voice urgent now. “Listen to me. This does not change what he is to me. Nothing does.”
I nodded faintly, tears already burning behind my eyes.
“He is still my son,” Apollo said fiercely. “I chose him. I will always choose him.”
My voice trembled. “Do we know who it could be?”
Apollo swallowed.
“Amir.” The name echoed between us.
I stared at him, stunned. “Your cousin?”
“He didn’t know,” Apollo said immediately. “He was grieving. His wife had just been buried. He was drunk. He blacked out. Stephanie”