Hailee's POV
"Who do you want to choose, Hailee?"
I didn't answer.
I couldn't.
The word pregnant kept echoing in my head until my whole body felt numb. The wind felt cold on my face, the ground shaky beneath my feet, and my heart… my heart felt like someone had reached inside and crushed it.
I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to breathe. Trying to think.
But nothing made sense.
Nothing felt right.
Nathan's face wouldn't leave my mind—the way it broke, the way his eyes dimmed, the way he leaned on the wall like everything inside him had shattered in one second.
I pressed my hand over my mouth and choked on a sob.
Leo continued. "Hailee… running from the truth won't make it easier."
"I'm not running," I whispered shakily. "I just… I don't even know how to breathe right now."
He sighed. "Nathan is hurting. Badly. And you can't keep hurting him."
I didn't answer.
Because the moment I closed my eyes, all I could see was Nathan collapsing.
His blood.
His pain.
