She calls to him, and my world goes up in flames. Lava, pure, hot, obliterating lava boils within me, bringing beads of sweat to my skin. I force my eyes to his. Chase stays rooted in place, not daring to move an inch, the entire room now a cell of silence. “Chase,” she cries for him. “We were going to have a baby?”
FUCK NO THIS IS NOT HAPPENING
