Chapter 27: Grandchild

My dad's gaze was steady and intense as he looked at me, his expression was reflecting the seriousness of his question.

“How far along is Laia?” he repeated, his voice was assertive and clear, leaving no room for confusion.

My heart began to race as I struggled to find the right words. My mind was a blur as I tried to come up with an explanation, but my dad seemed to sense my distress and soften his tone.

“Take your time, son. I understand this might be difficult for you to talk about, but we're here to support you and Laia,” he said, his voice filled with understanding and concern. I could sense the genuine care and concern in his eyes as he waited for me to speak.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves and calm the racing of my heart. I knew this was going to be a difficult conversation, but I had to be honest. “She's about two months along,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. The words felt heavy on m