That Evening, 7:34 PM - The Penthouse

Cole’s POV

I found Eva in the bathroom, staring at a box of pregnancy tests she’d apparently bought on the way home.

“Just checking the baseline,” she explained, seeing my expression. “So we know when… if… things change.”

“Smart.” I leaned against the doorframe. “Are you okay?”

“No. But I will be.” She set down the box. “Cole, can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Do you actually want kids? Not because of your ...