CHAPTER 53
He stood up slowly, the weight of the file in his hand suddenly heavy. “You’re brave, Uche. Braver than I ever gave you credit for.”
I turned to the window, watching the raindrops race each other down the glass. “Bravery has nothing to do with it. This is survival.”
He was quiet for a long moment. Then his voice came, softer this time. “You still haven’t told me what’s really wrong.”
I didn’t respond.
The silence was louder than either of us could bear.
Chen’s hand landed gently on my shoulder. “You’ve been off for weeks. Not just scared. Sick. Tired. Distant.”
I turned, my breath catching. “Chen…”
“You’re pregnant, aren’t you?”
The words landed like thunder.
My chest tightened. I didn’t confirm it—not with words—but the look in my eyes must’ve said everything.
He sat
