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.

shock to confusion, as if his brain was trying to process the magnitude of the information it had just received. He paced in front of

could the tests be negative?" He asked, his voice filled with a perplexed sort of agitation. "You told me you took two

above a whisper. "It's rare but

it was then that I realized that I

hospital, Nina? And you didn't tell me?

tonight. But I just wanted to enjoy your first night back and not worry

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

thought something was wrong, so I drove myself," I

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

Enzo, there's something else you should

a mixture of dread and

clear to me within a few moments that he didn't recognize the term, so

the color draining from his cheeks as if he had jus been slapped. "Endometriosis?" he murmured. "And how

fabric of my nightgown. "The doctor at the hospital said I might have it, based on the symptoms

room 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 reconciliation of the

"Enzo?" I murmured, standing.

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

quietly as I approached. "I'm not angry or anything, but... Here I was, going out this weekend and leaving you home alone while I met with