Aira’s POV
After a few days, I decided I couldn’t hide the truth from my parents anymore. I was feeling better because the healer had given me something for nausea, but the headaches and cravings were still intense.
Using the mind-link, I asked both my parents, ‘Can we meet in Father’s office?’
‘Sure, sweetie,’ my mother responded.
Minutes later, I was seated in my father’s office on one of the comfy couches, rubbing my knees with nervousness.
My parents sat across from me on another sofa. We stared at each other for a few minutes while they waited for me to get up the courage to say what I needed to say.
“I’m pregnant,” I finally blurted.
They were silent. I was terrified. It was as though their placid expressions had frozen on their faces.
Then my mother burst into tears.
My ach
