Nasha sat on the sofa, her hand gently stroking her stomach which was starting to bulge a little. She smiled softly, feeling happy as she began to feel a flutter in her stomach. She knew this was the right time to tell Bastian.
"I'll tell you now, son..." Nasha stroked her stomach again.
Soon Bastian came with a bowl of soup for Nasha. He placed the bowl of soup on the table, and Bastian immediately sat down next to Nasha.
"Want me to feed you, honey?" Bastian asked.
"The soup is still hot," Nasha said.
"Bastian, I have to tell you something," Nasha said in a soft voice. She held both of Bastian's hands.
Bastian immediately looked at Nasha with a serious look. "What is it, baby?"
"Bastian, I-"
However, before Nasha could continue, the apartment door opened again. Aiden appeared with a serious expression.
