Chapter 122Lila paced her small living room, the faded rug wearing thin under her feet. Her hands kept drifting to her stomach like they had a mind of their own. The apartment smelled like the cheap jasmine candle she’d lit to calm her nerves, but it wasn’t working. Not tonight. She’d texted Ethan earlier, something short and shaky: Need to talk. My place. Please come alone. He’d replied almost instantly: On my way.Now the knock came—three firm raps that made her jump. She opened the door and there he was, filling the doorway in his dark jacket, eyes tired but locked on her like she was the only real thing left in his world. The bruises from whatever hell he’d been through lately had faded, but the weight on his shoulders hadn’t.“Lila,” he said, voice low and rough. He stepped inside without waiting, closing the door behind him. “You okay? After everything at the hospital today—”“I’m pregnant, Ethan.”The words fell out heavy, cutting him off mid-sentence. She watched his face cha
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