Seeing her torn expression, Elias didn't want to press for the abortion. It was evident she'd never agreed to it. There was the extreme option. He could just kill the child, wipe her memories, and pretend nothing ever happened.
But Elias knew she'd find out. No matter how perfect the spell was, she'd know. And now, he heard she told Lydia, Stella, and Evelyn. Too many people knew. Too many people he'd have to murder.
"Elias, do you think it's a boy or girl?" she softly asked, affectionately touching her stomach.
Elias gawked at her. Was she seriously asking him that? She reached for his hand, and he admired how small hers were compared to his. He let out a small sigh, held her fingers, and took a seat at the edge of his bed.
"I don't know, darling," Elias murmured.
