Amara exhaled slowly and leaned back into the chair. "Maybe traffic—"
"Traffic?" Julian gave a dry laugh. "Amara, the man disappeared on the day of a DNA test. That's not traffic."
She rubbed her forehead tiredly. She had barely slept the night before. Too many thoughts. Too many questions. Too many possible outcomes that all ended with her life becoming even messier than it already was, even when Julian had promised he was with her through it all, and Madam Vale's hug from this morning, she still felt uneasy. All her heart prays that the child she was carrying was Julian's.
Julian stopped pacing and looked at her carefully. His anger softened just a little.
"You okay?"
Amara nodded automatically, though she wasn't sure if it was true. "I just want this over with."
