Chapter Sixty Five

"What did you just say?" Jevan demanded.

"I'm pregnant." She said.

"That... That must be a joke, right?" He chuckled darkly. "It's a prank."

Sarita turned and left. She returned a minute later with an envelope and passed it to her mother who opened the flap of the envelope and took out the content inside. Priya let out a gasp when she saw the sonogram.

Jevan stared at the sonogram in his wife's hand, feeling like he'd been hit by a wrecking ball and looked over at his daughter. He didn't want to believe that she was pregnant but the proof was there. He knew what a sonogram was.

"How far along are you?" He asked.

"Three weeks." Sarita stared at her father from under her lashes wondering why he looked so calm. It was a calmness that terrified her because she knew he was probably concocting something sinister in his head.

"That's fine." He breathed. "It's not too late to terminate it." He stood up.

"What?" Sarita and her mother chorused, wearing similar expressions of shock on their face