Fabrizio’s POV
The world outside passes in a blur as I pace through the house, my thoughts spinning in a thousand directions. Everything felt clear before. Everything was under control. But now? Everything is different. Everything is uncertain.
Pregnant.
That word has been echoing in my mind since Tabitha said it. Pregnant. The one thing I didn’t plan for, didn’t account for. This wasn’t part of the deal, part of my life. Not yet.
I run a hand through my hair, my fingers clenching into a fist as I stop near the window, looking out into the darkness. The city is alive out there, my world ticking forward like clockwork. But inside me? There’s chaos. She could be carrying my child, my blood. My legacy. And I’m torn between the rush of emotions that comes with that and the cold reality of
