Who Is His True Love
He took the pregnancy test, compared it with the instructions on the box, and understood.
"Ellena, I'm going to be a father." That was not a question, and was instead a confirmation laced with excitement. He then carried me out of the bathroom as if I had suddenly become fragile, then tried to call his parents overseas.
Just before the call connected, I snatched the phone away.
Ivan froze.
The baby had come at the wrong time, and I had no one but myself to blame.
"Ellena, don't you want this baby?" This time, it was a question, and his voice had gone cold. Ivan's expression darkened as he strode toward me. Just before he reached me, I jolted awake.