Chapter 11 - Outfit
- “What?!” I shout, practically falling over myself. “I-I-we-because-that’s actually impossible considering he’s only finge—”
- “Karin!” Ansel roars, scaring me quiet.
- I lower my head. “Sorry.” I didn’t mean for my outburst, but the accusation had caught me completely off guard. There’s no way that I could be pregnant when Ansel and I have never had sex. My face turns as white as a sheet.