"Technically." She repeated the word a bit dully before straightening up and meeting his eyes.
"Adrian. I don't want you to do anything you don't want. We... you don't even love me. How can you want to marry me? It's... I don't know what I want to do, but if I keep it, don't feel you have to do anything. Not if you don't want to. I only want you if you want me... us too." Her hand went down to her stomach without thinking and she stared at it in wonder.
A baby. Her. A tiny part of her thought it would be a beautiful baby, if it looked like its Daddy.