Sofia stopped breathing for a second.
Three years ago, he would not allow her to have a child. And now, if she were pregnant, he was still leaving her with only one choice.
'Get rid of it!'
A soft, broken laugh escaped her.
The truth was, she had already known what his answer would be before she asked.
That was why the question had felt so stupid the moment it left her mouth.
Still, hearing him say it out loud hurt in a way she had not been prepared for.
A tear slid down into the corner of her mouth, and the salt stung.
She wiped it away quickly and got out of the car.
They sent Sofia to OB-GYN. The tests did not take long. When the results came back, the doctor told her she was six weeks pregnant, a month and a half.
The words kept echoing in her head, but everything else had go
