♥ Chloe ♥
I sat in the car for a full five minutes after pulling into our driveway, the doctor's words still echoed in my mind like a heartbeat.
You aren’t sick, Chloe. You are pregnant.
Pregnant.
The word felt too big for my mouth. Too surreal. But at the same time, it wrapped around my heart like a ribbon. I placed a hand on my stomach, still flat and unchanged, but now holding a secret so big it felt like the whole world had tilted. A baby. Jethro’s baby. I laughed, half in disbelief, half in joy, and finally stepped out of the car. The sun was golden, the breeze soft, and everything felt like it had been painted a little brighter. But with the joy came nerves. Because I didn’t know if Jethro even wanted children. We had never really talked about it. Not in specifics. Not in plannin
