"...it's not like we can do anything about it." The words sunk in past Katie's petulant behavior, replacing immature crying with a heavy reality. They were going to have a child together. An accident. Adrian wouldn't have said there was nothing they could do if abortion was an option.
The last rays of hope sputtered out like a dying flame and Katie dried her tears resolutely. If Adrian wasn't going to be comforting, she didn't want to cry in front of him anymore.
'I know you didn't plan it. And you don't have to apologise,' it wasn't as if he'd done it on purpose. Truly, Katie wasn't angry at him for her condition, just girlishly annoyed that he hadn't let her scream and cry and get it out of her system. For once in her life, Katie wanted to be allowed to react like most normal women: emotionally insane.