Nathan’s POV
The silence that followed my father’s words was absolute and sterile, like the air had been sucked out of the room. My pulse hammered in my ears as I stared at Leah, waiting for her to laugh, to deny it, to say something or anything that would make sense of this. But she didn’t.
Her face was drained of colour, and those warm brown eyes were wide with a certain panic she couldn’t quite mask. The composed and confident woman who had just openly admitted that our relationship was purely s****l in front of my entire family had vanished.
“A child?” I finally asked, my voice barely sounding like my own. I dropped my fork, and it clattered loudly against the plate. “What the hell is he talking about, Leah?”
She opened her mouth, and closed it, then glanced at the sea of expectan
