The silence after his words was deafening.
I can’t marry you, Sophia.
For a moment, I thought I hadn’t heard him right. That maybe the soup steam from the pot still on the stove had messed with my brain or that the baby kicking had sent me into some hormonal hallucination.
But no. Alex stood there, still holding my waist with one hand and touching my belly with the other while his green eyes dimmed like he was ashamed to look at me.
My entire body went cold as I looked at him. It was as if he had chosen the serve mt something cruel after what I had told him from my heart and it made me feel stupid.
“You…what?” I finally demanded in a strained voice when I could get my voice.
His hand dropped from my waist and I instinctively took a step back.
“You can’t marry me?” My voice crack
