Defiant Truths

Siena

I—I swear I stopped breathing. I heard his words echoed in my ears.

“You were pregnant before I fucked you?”

“Okay. Fine. You want the truth?

“Yes! Yes, I am!” I shouted it before I could stop myself, my voice echoing through the room like it had been waiting years to explode out of my throat. My hands were shaking. My chest was tight. But I said it again, louder. “Yes, I’m pregnant!”