She took a deep breath, “He said because of the amount of drinking and pills I took a couple weeks ago, if I continue with the pregnancy there’s a chance the baby could be born with a brain defect. I think he also said something about breathing problems.” she looked down, afraid to see Ryan’s face.
Ryan sat there in silence. He didn’t know what to say or what to do at that moment. It was as if the entire world had just stopped. There was no sound, or movement except the space around him starting to spin. Her words echoing in his brain. What did that mean? Was she not going to have the baby? What was going to happen to him? He was angry and hurt all at the same time. Part of him wanted to blame her but at the same time he couldn’t. She hadn’t known but then if she had could he really be sure she wouldn’t have done it anyway. He was starting to wonder if this was all some great big sign telling him this was a bad idea. Her going back to rehab, the complications, the change in his press schedule. Everything seemed to be pulling him away from her. “So what does that mean exactly?”
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