Chapter 63. Painful Truth

“Grego!” Ellie’s angelic tone sweetly sweeps across the walls of my ears.

No letter missed my eyes or my ears. A cold but refreshing chill runs down my throat and spine, my heart throbbing with e*****y.

“So he is the father?” My curiosity howls, a euphoric glee maneuvering its way through the curiosity, but I block it in my throat.

Ellie’s eyes are pointed straight forward, avoiding mine and my mother’s as she speaks.

“Yes!” She mutters, her head hunching down.

Everything stands still as I breathe in this new fresh aura. It’s a mixture of peace and joy. So tranquil and refreshing.

“How so? The IVF?” I thought I was basking in glee, until my worries made their way out of my lips.

Yes, what about that? If Grego is the father, it means he got her pregnant during that period they were going around the back and forth of the IVF process. So, what happened to that IVF thing?

“It failed, and I did not want to disappoint Jerol.”