My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0493

Nina

The air felt thick with tension, laden with unspoken words that hovered between us like a brewing storm. Enzo looked at me, his usually warm brown eyes now clouded with a kind of unknowable perplexity, as if he sensed the seismic shift that was about to rock our world.

"Nina, what is it you're not telling me?" he asked, his voice filled with worry. "You've been distant all night."

I avoided his gaze, focusing instead on standing and scooping my nightgown up off of the floor. I slipped it on over my head, then paused, feeling Enzo's eyes on me.

"Enzo," I finally started, my voice shaky despite the tidal wave of emotions that I was fighting so hard to control. "I have something to tell you, something... significant."

His eyes widened, locking onto mine, as if hoping to extract the truth through sheer force of will. "You're scaring me a little here, Nina. What's going on?"

With a deep breath, I let it out, the words tumbling out of my mouth faster than I had intended: "I'm pregnant, Enzo."

A heavy silence stretched between us. Enzo was speechless. I could see the gears in his head grinding to a halt before jump-starting again, as if rebooting to accommodate this newfound information.

"You're... you're pregnant?" he finally stammered.

"Yes," I whispered, the word barely more than a breath, yet carrying the weight of a lifetime.

process the magnitude of the information it had just received. He paced in front of me,

his voice filled with a perplexed

I explained, my voice barely above a whisper. "It's rare but it happens. The tests came back positive at the

widened, and it was then that I realized that I hadn't mentioned the hospital to

hospital, Nina?

going to tell you tonight. But I just wanted to enjoy your first night back and

throwing his hands up in the air in an exasperated manner. "You should have told me as soon as you

something was wrong, so I

could tell that he was upset, but he wasn't an idiot. He wasn't about to dwell on the fact that I went to the hospital without telling him. "Alright, so it was a false negative," he said, shaking his head as though struggling to piece together the puzzle that had suddenly become his life. "So the home tests were wrong.

there's something else

a mixture of dread

It became clear to me within a few moments that he didn't recognize the term, so I explained. "It's a condition with

color draining from his cheeks as if he had

didn't," I admitted, my hands nervously clenching the fabric of my nightgown. "The doctor at the hospital said I might have it, based on the symptoms and the cramping. If it's true, it could severely affect the early stages of pregnancy, maybe even the whole

seemed to close in on us, the walls appearing to inch closer as if tightening a vice around my chest. I could see Enzo's eyes flicker with a mixture of hurt and understanding, a painful

"Enzo?" I murmured, standing.

Somehow, he had crossed the room during our conversation and was now standing in front of the large window overlooking the ocean, and I had

"I'm not angry or anything, but... Here I was, going out this weekend and leaving you home alone while I met with this hockey team, only to find out