I sought out Olivia's room, needing a trusted confidante. This was only my second time entering her quarters since we'd lived together. I took a deep breath and revealed my secret.

"Olivia, I'm pregnant."

Her eyes widened, and she let out a startled scream.

"For whom exactly, Mrs. Lisa?" she asked.

Her question cut deep, exposing my inner turmoil.

"That's the problem – I don't know," I admitted, tears welling up. "I spent one night with Nicholas, but I was asleep. I don't know if something happened."

Memories flooded my mind – waking up with an inexplicable sense of unease, feeling violated but unsure.

"And Nicholas has never...we've never been...