Of course, Lawrend wasn't impregnating her. She wasn't in her physical body and her soul body was incapable of birthing life. It was just her imagination.
Lawrend's eyes became clear, and he stared at his own two hands in silence. He immediately cleaned up and wore his clothes. He faced away from her as regret filled his whole body.
He gripped his hands tight and remembered Valentina. He remembered his promise to himself that he would never let anyone replace Valentina in his heart. By having sex with Grevan, he had basically broken that promise.
Thus, he felt regretful. He was brought by his emotions and sadness to commit something he would never normally do. The guilt ached Lawrend's heart.
"Am I going to die now?" Grevan asked in a low voice.
Lawrend turned his head and saw her laying on the ground with her arms extended out like a starfish. She stared at the empty darkness in his mind and a defeated aura surrounded her body.
