LARA'S POV
I never imagined that call coming from me. However, desperation seems to have other ideas. I called Adam, the man I had sworn never to speak to again after leaving the palace.
Every note of the well-known ring resonated with the memories I had made a concerted effort to ignore.
"Hello?" His tone betrayed his confusion as he spoke over the line. "It's Lara,"
I said, maintaining a steady tone despite the raging storm within. Sara? What is happening?" With a note of worry in his voice, he inquired. I blurted, "I'm pregnant," the words leaving my mouth bitterly. Stillness. Then came Adam's perplexed reply, "What? How could that be true? We exercised caution. With a sigh, I let out some simmering rage.
"Clearly, not careful enough." I found myself back at the palace, facing
