Maya

“You’re playing me, right?” Maddox asked, his voice low but uncertain.

“No… no, I’m not,” I said quietly, trying not to break under his stare.

“I don’t even know how it happened. Remember I told you I was going to see my gynecologist? He ran a Widal test—alongside a pregnancy test—and it showed something I didn’t expect.”

My voice trembled.

“Maddox… it says I have a hysterectomy.”

His jaw tightened instantly. The silence that followed was heavy.

“Maddox, ...