Evelyn’s POV
“...Evelyn, you’re pregnant!”
I stared back at Bianca as though she had just attempted to make a joke. One that I was desperately trying to uncover what the punchline actually was.
“What?”
Bianca rolled her eyes and huffed. “You heard me,” she said. “You. Are. Pregnant.”
I sagged back in my chair, uncertain of what I could possibly say. I opened my mouth to say something—anything to openly reject the mere idea. But I couldn’t.
I think part of me, a small voice in the back of my head, knew that I was. However, I’d been so convinced that such a thing would have been near to impossible to achieve given my past health issues.
“It’s not...That can’t be possible,” I gasped.
Bianca raised a brow at me. “Um, I can’t believe that I am the one that’s telling you this, but yes. Y
