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Overruling Logic

Author: CCKing
Sebastian's POV

I stood at the bottom of the grand staircase, my hand resting on the polished banister as I watched Evelyn's retreating figure.

The way she had just fled—her usually pale cheeks flushed a brilliant crimson, her movements hurried and completely devoid of her usual careful grace—was fascinating.

It was entirely at odds with the cold, calculating woman I had always imagined her to be.

For years, I had operated under the strict assumption that Evelyn was a masterful, ambitious schem
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    Evelyn's POVThe morning routine felt different somehow. I stood on the porch, wrapping my cardigan tighter against the morning chill as I watched Sophie climb into the school car. She waved enthusiastically through the window, and I found myself memorizing the sight—her bright smile, the way the morning light caught in her dark hair.I waited until the car disappeared around the corner before turning back into the house. My steps felt unusually heavy.In the absolute privacy of my locked bathroom, I leaned against the heavy wooden door for a long moment, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The pregnancy test I had purchased discreetly the day before sat hidden in my drawer.This was it. The moment that would determine whether my desperate plan had worked.My hands shook so violently I could barely unwrap the packaging. I followed the instructions with methodical precision, setting the plastic stick on the marble counter. The waiting was sheer agony—three minutes tha

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