The nurse glanced between us and parted her lips to speak but Atlas beat her to it.

“I managed to get you on parole,” he said, smiling at me. “Because…” he drew out, staring at me like I was a rare jewel. “…of the best news I’ve got in my entire life”

Oh, so I wasn’t dying from some terminal illness.

“What news?” I asked, glancing between them.

“We’re pregnant Julia,” Atlas announced and my world stopped.

“It’s a high risk,” he took my hands, kissing ...