"Rayyan. There's one more thing—" I heard her say, as she pulled away from me. Her hand lingered on the side of my face for another moment, when she spoke without meeting my eyes.
Immediately, I felt a sudden sense of panic rising within me. For a long moment, she kept silent with her face turned to a side; chewing on her lower lip.
"What is it?" Prying my one hand free from her waist, I touched the side of her face, nudging her towards me. For a split second, I saw a flash of hesitance on her face which immediately vanished when she had again started chewing on her lips.
"I—Rayyan—" She drawled and I could feel myself exploding from the suspense of what else had been kept hidden from me. What other trouble had Zaira gotten herself into.
"I—I think— I might—be—pregnant." She ended shyly, chewing on her bottom lip, while I could only gape at her stunned. My hand slipping from her face at her words.