Chapter One-Thirty-Nine: Celibacy

‘How could you make me someone he is wary of?’

His question stills everything within me.

If he asks it in that way, then there is no defence I can come up with. Everything I utter will be just another excuse.

An excuse that, in his frustration, he will demolish, leaving me resting in nothing but guilt.

When I left, I was in the worst situation possible, but much has changed since then. At some point, I should have been the one to tell him. He is right, I never gave him a chance.

Giggles follow the silence following his question as Milos's head presses against my chest.

Cute, but it worsens the situation as a scoff leaves his throat.

"Alba?"

Sharon calls from the hall, rather, from the nursery.

Her voice sounds groggy, meaning she must have fallen asleep on the couch in Milos’s room…again.

"Just a second!"

I utter, then turn to Marko.

"I'll go-"

"Go and what? Hear the diagnosis without me?"

Marko interrupts.

Huh…I am saying everything wrong today.

I meant that I would go and at least p