“You’re expecting. Judging by my assessment, it’s been about two months.”
“I-I see….”
“…Right. I see.”
Ethan and I nodded cautiously at the priest’s diagnosis, doing our best to appear calm.
I had already suspected as much the moment I felt the nausea, but hearing the confirmation officially left me feeling unsettled.
I had tried to avoid having a second child so soon, yet here we were.
“What’s expecting mean~?”
