He ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident.
Xander: "I don't know what else to do."
Amelia: "Maybe we need to stop trying to solve everything alone. Have you thought about reaching out for help?"
Xander: "From whom? The Council has their own agenda."
Amelia: "What about other allies? There must be someone who can assist."
He sighed.
Xander: "There might be one person. An old friend who owes me a favor."
Amelia: "Then contact them. We can't keep going in circles."
He looked at her, a softness in his eyes.
Xander: "You amaze me. Even now, you're thinking of solutions."
Amelia: "I care about you. Despite everything."
He reached out to take her hand, but she pulled back subtly.
Xander: "Is something wrong?"
She hesitated, debating whether to tell him.
Amelia: "There's something I need to tell you."
He leaned in, concern etched on his face.
Xander: "What is it?"
Her heart pounded. The words caught in her throat.
Amelia: "I... I'm leaving the city."
He blinked, taken aback.
Xander: "Leaving? Why?"
Amelia: "I need a fresh start. Away from all the chaos and danger."
Xander: "Amelia, running away won't solve anything."
Amelia: "It's not running away. It's protecting myself and... and someone else."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Xander: "What do you mean?"
She took a deep breath.
Amelia: "I'm pregnant."
Silence settled between them like a heavy fog.
Xander: "Pregnant?"