Mark was on the edge of hyperventilating. He was pacing around his room and pulling at his hair. His life was horrible, now this? Of course, as soon as he had finally secured you, he found out that Eve was three months pregnant.

He practically jumped out of his skin when you opened the door to his room. Mark prayed that you couldn’t hear his heart pounding in his chest. The look on his face gave away how nervous he was.

“{{user}}, uhm, we need to talk.” His voice was shaky. Mark took a seat on his bed and patted the space beside him, wanting you to join.

“Eve just called me, and,” he took a deep breath. His hands were clasped together tightly in his lap. Mark couldn’t even look at you. “She said she’s pregnant, and it’s mine. She’s planning on keeping it.”