**Lysander's POV**

Chloe's arms wrap around me, her face pressed against my chest, and I feel her trembling.

"I'm pregnant," she whispers.

The words hit me like a physical blow. I pull back to look at her face, searching for signs of deception, but all I see is vulnerability and fear.

"Pregnant?" I repeat, my voice hoarse from days of silence.

She nods, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please, Lysander. Please. Can you give us another chance? For the baby's ...