Raya sat quietly on the edge of the grand bed she shared with Adrian, her hands resting loosely in her lap, fingers occasionally tracing invisible patterns on the soft silk sheets. Her gaze was distant, unfocused, lost somewhere far beyond the luxurious bedroom walls. There was an unusual stillness about her, as though her mind had raced miles ahead, leaving her body behind to simply exist in the heavy silence of the moment.
Everything was happening too fast.
Too fast for her to process.
Too fast for her to control.
Too fast for her to even draw a proper breath without feeling like the air was being stolen from her lungs.
And now… it was no longer a possibility.
It was confirmed.
She was pregnant.
Pregnant with Adrian Blake's child.
