Chapter 89

• Damon
• In the haze of shock, my phone slipped from my grip, crashing against the cold ground. My mother’s voice echoed in my ears, delivering news that threatened to unravel the fragile threads of my life. “Pregnant,” she said, her words weaving a tapestry of consequences I never saw coming. “Enid,” she added, as if the mere utterance of her name intensified the gravity of the situation.
• “No. This couldn’t be happening. How could I have let this happen?” The words escaped my lips in a whisper, a desperate plea to rewind time and erase the events that led to this moment.