~Jeremy’s POV~

Pregnant.

The word wouldn’t leave my head. It kept looping, echoing like it had been branded into my skull.

The medic had said it calmly, like it wasn’t a life-altering sentence. Like it was just another diagnosis. Stress-induced fainting. Early pregnancy. Dehydration. Emotional overload. But for me, it had changed everything. My entire body was calm. I hardly remember I won a race today.

After stabilizing Teyana at the track's medical unit, they transferred her to a private hospital in Monte Carlo.

Now, we were here.

I stood by the hospital bed, my body refusing to sit, refusing to relax, refusing to believe that she was really lying...