Nelson’s grip on her hands tightened, his eyes flickering with a secret he wasn't ready to name.

The question hung in the air between them. Nadia didn’t pull her hands away this time; she heldhisgaze, waiting for the mask to slip. 

"Why, Nelson?" she repeated, her voice steady. "Three years we have been together. You say youwant a future, you say you want a legacy, yet you want me to carry a child that has no legal standing?" 

Nelson’s eyes shifted, his pupils dilating as his mind raced back to the hall of the stonewall council three months prior. 

Nelson had stood at the center of the room, his head...