Arec's POV:
I at there, staring at the contract in front of me, the one that was supposed to be my safety net, my blueprint for how to navigate this situation. I'd read over it a hundred times since Ella told me she was pregnant, hoping to find some loophole, some escape hatch that would allow me to keep things under control. But the words blurred together, the lines meaningless now. None of this made sense anymore.
A baby. My baby.
I hadn't planned for this. I wasn't ready. Hell, I wasn't even sure I wanted to be a father. Not now, not like this. The contract had been so simple, marry Ella, keep my grandmother off my back, secure the CEO position, and go back to my life, free and clear. No strings attached. No complications.
But a child? A baby wasn't part of the deal. And yet, here we were.