"H…How is that possible? We were drunk, but we were safe. I'm certain I used protection. You must've remembered that…" Gael's voice trailed off, looking shocked. Even as he said those, he knew it was possible. Condoms weren't 100%. And he hadn't asked if she took precautions herself.
A mixture of denial and confusion warred in his head. It could've been any other woman he'd done it with. And the thought of him impregnating some women he had slept with caused an indescribable dread gnawing at his stomach. He couldn't even remember the names of half of them. Only Angela really lasted a long and strong impression after spending that one night together years ago.
Gael didn't know why that was. It could've been his younger self knowing she would be the only woman for him—it just wasn't the right time then.
