"Tell me it's a farce that you're carrying."
I stare at him in the eyes, for a lengthened moment because I think that he's being crazy with me. I can see it in his eyes that he's being completely honest and earnest. He's not only joking but he's also silently asking me to quieten down his demons for him. It's like the moment when you ask a parent for permission and silently beg them in your eyes to say 'no', except that this man wants me to say yes. And I don't know how to come about it. Am I even pregnant? Well, yes. This is ridiculous but I don't doubt it. Not for a second. Because I know. I went through months of torture, waking up in pain and days when I can't handle Elian's pheromones too much just because of the baby. That's how real this is and I can't deny it just because some Italian stranger is asking me to. I don't even know where and how he came from. He just... bounced into my life and started hoping for things to go his way.