Demyan
My heart fell to my stomach as the sound of the door slamming rang in my head over and over again. Ethan was pissed, there was no denying that and I did not blame him. He probably did not understand why I was all over him but unable to leave Malia alone.
The universe knows that if things were simple, I would have flown to Russia and tried my best to explain the situation to Malia and broke it off with her with as delicate care as I could. Yet now I could not because I would look like the biggest jerk in the world for breaking up with a pregnant woman.
My guilty thoughts were interrupted when the phone rang again and I was quick to answer it this time. "Hello," I tried to keep my voice light and happy but it almost came out strained and alienatic.
