Chapitre 218: Mole (3)

"There is no way you mean that." She turned to glance at Theodore. "Wait. You don't mean that, right?" 

"Honey, calm down." He held both of her shoulders. The last thing she could do right now was calm. 

"Please tell me you are joking." She demanded, even though she knew that he was serious about his speculation. She didn't even wait for him to speak before she rushed upstairs and locked herself in her room. 

Theodore followed her and knocked softly. "Zaria." 

She neither heard the knock or his voice, her mind going crazy with the possibility. She was pregnant? She tried to remember how long ago she had her last period and the thought of it made her head hurt. 

"How could I be pregnant?" She pulled at her hair as she paced the room in distress. It was definitely a dream. It had to be, or she was having a hallucination and it would be over with a snap of someone's fingers. 

That was not what she got.