CHAPTER 43
MIAI parted my lips and pressed them back together about fifty times, not knowing what to say or how to say it. My ice cream dripped down my cone and onto my fingers, making them all sticky, but I couldn’t seem to care. All I cared about was Michael and how he would take this news.
But I couldn’t read his expression, didn’t know if he was okay with it or not, which only made this s**t worse. Usually, I could tell exactly what he was thinking—those gray eyes always gave him away. Not this time.
Tears filled my eyes, and my chin trembled, but I continued to stare at him. I silently nodded. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes … I’m pregnant.”
I waited for him to say something. It felt like years before he even reacted, and I couldn’t tell if he wanted this or not. He had a blank expressio
