The sixth week brought the breaking point. Naomi woke one night vomiting violently in the bathroom. Zion held her braids back, the shower running to mask the sounds. "This baby is already punishing us," she whispered between heaves, eyes red and swollen. "We're brother and sister, Zion. We crossed a line no one should ever cross. I regret that rainy balcony night with all my heart—the kiss, the way I straddled you, how I begged you not to stop. Now look at what we've done."Zion wiped her face gently, his own voice cracking. "I regret it too. Every time I touch you, every time I fill you with my cum, I hate myself for not being stronger. But I love you. And I love this child we made in our mistake." They sat naked on the bathroom floor for over an hour, sharing raw confessions, crying together, and promising to be better parents somehow despite the wrongness of their union.The next few days were filled with more emotional conversations, stolen tender kisses mixed with tears, and Zion skipping editing sessions to care for Naomi—bringing cold water, rubbing her back during nausea, whispering comforts while his celedit channel growth stalled.Aunty Bola's next visit brought sharper suspicion. She pulled Zion aside: "That girl dey change too much. Talk to your sister well o." The pressure from family and society felt crushing.One hot evening, after a tense dinner, they reached their lowest point. In Zion's room, Naomi broke down completely. "I regret everything—the touches in the kitchen, the sex in the shower, the way we made love while Mama was sleeping. We got ourselves pregnant as brother and sister. What kind of future is this? Lagos people will never forgive. Our child will suffer because of our one stupid, beautiful mistake."Zion held her tightly, tears falling from his own eyes. "I regret it too. The lust won over sense. But I don't regret loving you." They made love one final emotional time that week—slow, tearful missionary, every thrust carrying apology and deep affection. "Forgive me," Zion whispered as he came deep inside her. Naomi clung to him, sobbing, "I forgive you… but I don't forgive myself.