"And by the way, I have some news for you. I am pregnant with Zane, we are expecting our first child in seven months."
A stab of pain shoots through my heart, causing my breath to catch and tears to stream from my eyes.
"No," I whispered brokenly. My knees gave way beneath me, but before I could reach the ground, Johnston caught me and pressed me against his chest. I screamed, the pain was too much.
"Get a grip on yourself, Becca, please," I heard Johnston from afar as he stroked my hand. "Everything will be fine, I promise you." How can everything turn out all right? I think to myself in despair. I've lost Zane too, that's far worse than when Elyon rejected me.
It is only now that I realize Zane is the man of my life, my breath.
However, Marelva’s statement hit me like a punch to the
