Chapter 1851:

“Am I sick?” she murmured, her voice barely more than a breath.

Theo gave a solemn nod. “Yes,” he said, his voice carrying an unreadable gravity. “Something is growing inside you. The doctor says it’ll only get bigger.”

Elyse blinked, processing his words. “Is it… a tumor?” Her fingers curled weakly against the sheets. “What did they say? When can they operate?”

“In about seven months,” Theo answered, his voice low.

“Seven months?” The number hung in the air between them. Then, like a puzzle snapping into place, realization struck her. Her breath hitched.

Theo saw the understanding dawn on her face. A quiet chuckle escaped him. “Congratulations,” he said, his voice laced with something almost tender. “You’re going to be a mother.”

left her reeling. She touched her still-flat abdomen, disbelief coloring her voice. “I’m… really

even two months yet. The doctor only noticed because of your fever.” He exhaled, almost as if

spread across Elyse’s face, her fingers pressing lightly against her stomach. A quiet, joyous laugh bubbled from her

didn’t quite

gaze flickered to his face, searching. “Are

course! This is wonderful news.” His voice had an edge, something unspoken lurking beneath the words. Then, as if to shift the focus, he added, “The doctor said you’ve been reckless—running around without even realizing. If I hadn’t been there, you

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careless. If you hadn’t helped

already strained, crumbled beneath the

you hadn’t helped me,” Elyse murmured, her voice barely above a

me, the worse it feels.” He looked at her then, his eyes dark with

wry smile ghosted across her lips. “You haven’t moved on,

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