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"Tristan," I whispered to his distressed form.

"P-please tell me that was a lie."

I didn't say anything because I couldn't lie to him. He was supposed to find out, just not like this.

He turned back and faced me with teary eyes. My face gave away the fact that no, it wasn't a lie. His face contorted in pain.

He grabbed my shoulders and shook me. "No, please tell me it's all a lie. You-you're playing a prank on me, right? It's not funny. Stop it."

"I'm sorry you had to find it like this." I said quietly.

He let go of me. "No."

He strode forward and walked past me into the room. I followed him.

Olivia looked shocked and scared. "Tristan."

He looked like he wanted to yell but once he was close enough to her, his eyes dropped down to her flat stomach.

"I'm sorry." It pained me to see Olivia so broken, she barely managed to get the words out.