The tension in the living room was thick enough to cut with a knife. But if it weren't for the shock, the absurdity of the situation might've made me burst out laughing.
Or cry. Maybe both.
Here I was, stuck between two worlds—the reckless, messy world of love and the relentless, suffocating world of my brothers.
The messiest part? I had just declared, in the heat of the moment, that I was pregnant with Ethan's child. And the room had exploded into chaos.
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Earlier before the chaos happens...
"Really, seems to me your mouth did more than saying your piece," Julian shot back, his tone dripping with sarcasm, arms crossed. His eyes locked on Ethan, who stood beside me, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
"Julian!" I gasped, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
