I refused to look at him.
"Why aren't you drinking?" He asked sternly.
The air in the room shifted. Tension settled. I gulped.
"I-I c-can't." I said softly, and then cleared my throat.
"Uht oh." Darla muttered.
"Why not Ameilia?" Dad asked, angrily.
I looked up to see my dad staring at me with anger in his eyes.
"I..." I trailed off.
Sh.it, I don't think I can do this.
Milo cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention, but my dad's.
"We have an announcement to make," Milo said.
"Do you now?" His mom replied.
"Yes." He said.
"This is your part, angel." Oli whispered to me.
I looked at all of their faces, before clearing my throat again.
"I'm pregnant." I stated.
Silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
"I knew it!" Daral practically shouted.
I just kept staring at Dad, who
