Jaden walked out of the hospital briskly, his expression tight, and Kaelith hurried after him. His lips were pressed together as his brows furrowed even deeper, like a man carrying a weight he couldn't set down.
He still couldn't believe it—he, a man, had a baby growing in his stomach. The very thought was absurd, unrealistic, laughably stupid even. And yet, it was real. The doctor's words echoed in his head, clashing with every shred of logic he held onto.
As they drove toward the Castiel Company, Kaelith let out sigh after sigh, each heavier than the last. His thoughts spun restlessly, clashing against one another until they became a storm.
If my own friend won't help me with this child, then how else am I supposed to go about it?
But isn't this what people do? Haven't I heard countless times that so many foolish college kids terminate their pregnancies just so they can live their lives first?
