Joy leaned in closer to Yu, her voice dropping low, her tone still tight with worry.
"What is going on, Yu? Why is he still here? Why didn't you call me this morning? Do you have any idea how sick with worry I've been?"
Her words trembled, her eyes bright with both anger and fear.
Yu's lips tugged into a small, apologetic smile as he rubbed at the back of his neck.
"I'm sorry, Joy… really. Adrian ended up staying the night."
His fingers brushed against his belly almost absently, his voice gentler now.
"We talked. He… he's willing to help me during the pregnancy. To be here."
Joy's brows furrowed, her mouth opening to retort, but Yu pressed on, his gaze soft.
"You're still young, Joy. And you're in a relationship now with Izan. You shouldn't have to spend every waking moment worrying about me and fussing over me. You should be enjoying your own romance, your own life."
His smile warmed, grateful and fragile.
