Aria’s POV

“Come on, Aria. You’re pregnant. You can’t still be thinking of going for training.” Knox murmured sleepily the next morning when I woke up to prepare.

I released a small laugh. “I am pregnant, not disabled.”

Knox groaned. “But you passed out yesterday.” He mumbled.

I shrugged. “After you left, I was feeling like a mess after, and I couldn’t sleep that night. That was why I passed out yesterday. Not because I was ...