ROMAN
My torrents of emotions had me in a chokehold, so much so that I could barely stand. So I dropped to my knees in front of her instead, my forehead resting against her abdomen.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, holding me there.
"I thought..." my voice cracked. "I thought I would have to beg fate for time."
"You don't have to," she whispered. "You already have it."
I pulled back just enough to look at her tear-filled eyes.
"You're carrying my child," I said, still shaking from the shock. "Our child."
"Yes," she replied, smiling through her tears.
It still felt like we had lost our first baby only yesterday.
A strangled sound escaped my throat. Trembling, I pressed a kiss to her stomach, then another, then I rested my cheek there. My eyes stung. Gods, I wanted to stay asleep in
