My free hand flew to my stomach as I gaped at the doctor. From the start, I’d known in my gut that Szaro and I were too different to have children, but this changed everything. I turned to look at Szaro, who was staring at my stomach with an air of wonder and longing. My throat constricted. He looked up and our gazes locked. Words weren’t necessary. His eyes told me everything about his hopes and dreams for us.
