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Kylian's POV

I vaguely remembered my mother being pregnant with my brothers. She’d never really been sick until Kade. She always said he was the hardest pregnancy. I remembered her lying on the couch with a cloth on her head one day when I came home from school. She had looked completely miserable but put on a brave face for us four boys, even making us cookies for a snack, even though she had to run to the bathroom every five minutes.

“What do you want from me?” I asked, suddenly needing to know if she was telling me to allow me a chance to be a part of her life or telling me for some other reason.

She shrugged a shoulder. Her face twisted in pain. “I don’t know. I’m dealing with a lot right now. I can’t endure what we just went through again. Not now,” she whispered.

That stung a little. I knew I had hurt her, but if she was pregnant, things would be different. “I know you must be nervous and you’re not sure what to expect from me, but I care about you, Yvonne