"Your father's been having an affair!" Esme shouted.

Everyone sat in shock, staring at the couple that had been the prime example of love in their lives.

"Your father hasn't been...particularly happy with our marriage these days."

"Not that I didn't love your mother. Not that I don't still lover her," Zachariah said.

They clearly hadn't talked about it prior to the night that Zachariah told Esme. He made a point to look at her. I do love you even though I have royally fucked everything up, the look seemed to say.

"Dad, what the fuck?!" Eleanor shouted.

"Eleanor!" Drake shouted

"That's not all," Zachariah started.

Everyone in the room was tense for a moment. What else could there possibly be? He's already cheated. Are they getting a divorce? That's the next only logical step...isn't it? It couldn't get any worse than that. Unless-

"Oh no," Marc started, "Dad you didn't. You couldn't how could you?"

Esme breaks into tears, and he goes to hug her. Everyone in the room is in shock. Zachariah is probably the most shocked of them all for this is the first time he's seen his wife cry since all this happened. It was at this moment that he realized how much he had royally fucked up. Not only did he disrespect his wife and marriage, but he'd hurt the one person that he'd promised that he'd never hurt. There's no going back now, there never is in situations like this.

"Dad what did you do?" Drake growls and Zachariah looks up. This could ruin everything, but everything is already destroyed in Zachariah's mind.

"She's pregnant."

Okay so I know I've been MIA for like...a year. In my defense I have had an intense stint with writer's block. I'm already working on the other next chapter. Sorry this is really short...it's only like 200 words but it's something. I'll probably update this tomorrow or Saturday. So yeah...like and comment, and of course- no bigotry please and thank you.

~Minah