For one endless second, I forgot how to breathe.
The words hung between us, suspended in the air like a puck frozen inches before the goal line.
Yes. She was pregnant. Like, she was pregnant with a child. My child.
My mind refused to move beyond that single fact.
Pregnant.
Rory.
The woman I had spent two years pushing away.
The woman I had spent the last six weeks trying desperately to protect.
The woman standing three feet away from me with tears shining in her eyes and every muscle in her body locked as if she expected me to become another enemy.
I couldn't just understand it.
Suddenly, the phone in my hand vibrated violently.
Then again. And again.
I didn't look at it.
I couldn't. My focus was on Rory.
Nothing existed except her.
"When?" I asked quietly.
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