But I knew he was lying. The truth was written in his eyes, clear as day. His words were meant to comfort me, to keep me from spiraling, but they couldn’t mask the fear and helplessness lurking behind his gaze. My chest ached, not from the injury but from the crushing weight of what I already knew deep down.
"What are you doing about it?" I asked, my voice trembling as I stared at Adam. His shoulders slumped, and he bowed his head, refusing to meet my eyes.
“No, no, no, Adam. You can’t just leave her to her fate!” My voice cracked, the raw emotion clawing its way to the surface. “She… she’s with child…” The words caught in my throat, choking me, and tears spilled down my cheeks.
My chest heaved with sobs, the pain of helplessness wrapping around me like a vise. Deep down, though, a bit
