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“Yes.”
“You really switched my pills?”
“I said I didn’t have to. As the doctor said, birth control pills aren’t a hundred percent effective.”
His methodical, apathetic tone, coupled with his words, nearly send me into a state of hysteria and pure black rage. It takes everything in me not to shout as if I’ve lost my mind. “Are you even hearing yourself? How could you do this to me?”
“I didn’t.”
“You were planning to.”
“For thethirdtime, I didn’t have to.”
“But you wanted to. Why the hell would you even want to impregnate me?”
“Because it’s the only way to keep you close.” He checks his watch. “Speaking of which. I think we can make it.”
“Make it where?”
He places his phone to his ear as he slowly but firmly guides me to the elevator. “I need a priest. Wake him up if you have to… We’re heading to the church…make sure Emily has everything she needs before we get there.”
The door of the elevator shuts and we head to the parking lot as he makes two more calls, speaking in Russian.
By the time he’s finished, I’m breathing so harshly, I can barely focus on what’s going on around me. “What are you doing, Adrian?”
“We’re getting married.”
The words leave him with utter ease, as if they’re the most normal occurrence, as if he didn’t just suggest that we take vows when we barely know each other.
“Please tell me you’re joking.”
He stares down on me. “I told you I don’t do that.”
I’m about to wiggle free, but he pins me in place, his eyes darkening with a warning. “Stay still and stop aggravating your injury.”
“I won’t marry you! That’s for devoted couples, not for…for…us!”
“You’re pregnant with my child. There doesn’t need to be any other reason.”
“Of course there does.”
“Not for me.”
“Ineedmore, Adrian.”
“Too bad you don’t get to decide, Lenochka.”
Frustrated tears well in my eyes and I suck in a deep breath. “We didn’t even discuss the child, and now you’re talking about a wedding?”
“Why?” He tilts his head to the side. “Were you considering not keeping it?”
Was I? No, not really. But I didn’t even get to think properly about how I will go about this. Ideally, I want Adrian away from me and the child until I clear my head. Marriage is the last thing I want right now.
“People have kids outside of marriage,” I try to bargain.
His eyes flash with menace more terrifying than I’ve ever witnessed before. His jaw clenches when he speaks in a low tone, “My child willnotbe born outside of marriage. Is that fucking clear?”
My spine snaps upright at the change in his demeanor. This is the first time the calm façade has cracked and I’ve actually seen him this angry, this callous, and without any semblance of light in his gray eyes.
