Celina arrived at Tatiana’s house still shaken by everything that had happened that day, the weight of the world pressing down on her shoulders. The moment she stepped inside, she collapsed onto the living room sofa, emotionally drained. Tatiana immediately noticed the defeated look on her friend’s face and sat beside her, gently holding her hands.

“Tell me everything, girl. How did the conversation with Thor go?” Tatiana asked, concern lacing her voice.

Celina took a deep breath before speaking, trying to keep her composure, but it was useless. Her eyes welled up, and her voice came out unsteady.

“I overheard Thor talking to Isabela today…” She paused, a knot forming in her throat before she could continue. “She said she might be pregnant. And do you know what he told her? That if it’s true, she should have an abortion. He doesn’t want that child, Tatiana. He said it with such coldness, such cruelty… like he was discarding a life as if it were nothing.”

Tatiana’s eyes widened in s