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Lilliana’s POV

“Wait, WHAT?!” I yelled again, completely dumbfounded as Nikolai left Andre to focus on me.

My eyes were wide and I could feel my throat getting dry, making me realize that I was going to need a lot more than some water to regain the moisture.

Really, what? There was no way I heard that right. There was no way that Nikolai just said I was pregnant.

How could I be? How can I be pregnant and how could he know before me?

The words kept ringing in my head over and over again but my brain still couldn’t comprehend it and I still couldn’t wrap my head around what I’d just heard.

If I’m pregnant then Nikolai is the father and the last thing I want in this damned world where everything about me just seems to come out as ‘unlucky’ is carrying the child of a man I now hate with every fiber of my being.

“W—- what did— what did you just say?” I asked like I didn’t hear the first time, my lips quivered and I was shivering visibly as I tried to think back again.

It all made sense but