(Aurora's POV)
I closed the door behind me and got straight to it. "I need to tell you something. I'm pregnant."
He blinked. Set his pen down.
"The lab work," I said. "The chemical reagents, the precision equipment - I can't be on the floor for the first trimester. I wanted to tell you directly instead of making it awkward later."
Harrison was many things. Demanding, exacting, the kind of manager who sent revision notes at eleven at night. But he wasn't unreasonable. He stared at me for exactly three seconds, then picked up his pen again and started writing.
"I'll reassign you to data review and technical documentation. Full-time." He didn't look up. "No lab access until further notice."
"That works."
"It's not a vacation," he added.
"I know."
"The Mercer dataset needs a full audi
