Draco looked at Rosina in relief that she was finally awake. He was about to kiss her when a pressure was felt on his cheeks. The impact shocked him since he didn't expect it from her.
"I hate you," Rosina muttered with a hateful voice. A sting was felt on her palm when she slapped Draco with all her strength.
Draco's smile vanished as he felt the pain on his cheek. "Ah, I understand," he whispered sadly.
"I came here to talk to you," Rosina stated and walked passed Draco, sitting on the sofa.
Draco followed her and sat in front. "What is it?" he asked.
"I'm pregnant, and I don't know who the father is," Rosina stated firmly and made eye contact with him.
Draco opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He knew that Rosina was pregnant and thought it was his child. What Rosina said surprised him.
