Evan’s POV

“Preg.. Pregnant?” I stuttered, taking the box of tissues on my desk and attempted to clean myself up.

“Yes,” was her answer.

“How? We’ve been very careful. You told me you were on the pill and I still used protection with you, most of the times.”

“I know that Evan. But accidents do happen.”

Lord, give me strength.

“You’re mad, aren’t you?” she asked and looked like she was about the tear up.

“No. I just wasn’t expecting this. Have you taken a pregnancy test? Have you been to the doctor?” I asked.

“No and No. I’ve just been throwing up a lot this morning and I not...