But this?
To find out she was pregnant.
With his children.
Children.
The word echoed mercilessly in his mind.
Plural.
His stomach twisted, nausea rising as reality crashed down on him in relentless waves. Nothing—nothing—had prepared him for this. Not the will, not the inheritance, not the sisters, not the past unraveling in front of him.
He stared ahead, hands clenched, breath shallow, trying to comprehend how everything had changed in a single moment.
And Lena, sitting beside him, felt it too.
The shift.
The point of no return.
Because whatever had existed between them before—desire, anger, lies, distance—it no longer mattered.
There were lives involved now.
And nothing, absolutely nothing, would ever be the same again.
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Zayn stayed silent for a long moment, his elbows r
