Tyler's jaw was tightened as he walked back and forth in the living room, which was barely lighted.
His head was filled with thoughts about what he needed to do. Still reverberating in his ears were the words that his grandfather had spoken.
Five months. You must produce a child within the next five months or else you will lose everything.
His heartbeat became louder. He wasn’t ready for this.. wasn’t expecting this.
What now?
As he was about to drop the bomb on Nicole, she was upstairs, most likely already in bed, completely unaware of what was about to happen.
Although the idea of facing her made his stomach turn, he had little choice but to follow the situation. It was necessary for him to tell her.
Taking a deep breath, he climbed the stairs, each step heavier than the last.
