LOGINSophie’s POV Tears streamed down my cheek as I clutched his leg. “You can’t do this to me, Ethan. That is not me, I swear...” The words barely escaped my lips when he kicked me hard. I collapsed onto the floor, holding my belly. “You liar! How dare you try to deceive me? Do you think I don’t have eyes?!” he barked. I swallowed. “I will give you one last chance. Who is the father of that child in your belly?” he demanded. My eyes widened as I edged closer. Oh, I could still twist this pregnancy into leverage. “I swear this child is yours. That video was fabricated to drift us apart, it’s not me. I would never do such a thing to you,” I said, breathing heavily. He arched one eyebrow as he bent to my height, his hand hovering under my chin. “So you’re saying you’re pregnant with my child and the person in this video is not you?” he pressed. I nodded, clutching his hand as tears poured like rivers from my eyes. “I don't have a reason to lie to you. That person is not
Olivia's POV Swallowing hard, I managed a faint smile. She stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as she tilted her head like a curious bird. “Are you feeling sick?” she asked, reaching for my forehead, but I dodged slightly. “I’m fine,” I whispered, about to step out, when her hand pulled me back. “You can’t deceive me, Liv. What’s wrong? Do you need to see a doctor? Maybe you're having food poisoning, wait let me get the doctor.” she pressed, about to reach the door, but I cleared my throat. Walking closer, “It’s not that. I promise I’m fine.” Damn, I should have told her I was pregnant, yet the words weighed heavily on my lips. She stared at me for a brief moment before she finally exhaled. “Alright, if you insist, but don’t think I’ll sit idle if you vomit again,” she said with a stern look. I forced a chuckle and nodded. “Come on, let’s go.” She clasped my hand and guided me out. Christian’s gaze locked on me. “Are you alright?” he asked, worry flickering in his eyes.
Sophie's POV I couldn’t help but think about how my life had turned into this chaos. I stood in front of a building with a bag beside me stuffed with cash. The loud ringing of my phone grabbed my attention. I glanced at the screen before swiping the answer button. “Where the hell are you!” I barked. A gruff voice echoed back. “Easy, bitch, don’t you dare talk to me like that!” he snarled. My fingers clenched into a tight fist. That bastard, after sleeping with me alongside his friend, he still had the ball to record everything that happened that day. And now I was here with a bag filled with money taken from the diamond ring Ethan had bought for me. Regret gnawed at me. I shouldn’t have allowed pleasure to take over my sanity. “Hello, bitch, where are you!!” his voice cut through my thoughts again. I groaned, dragging my hand across my face because I had already spotted him standing alone on the deserted street. “Stop barking, I can see you already.” With that, I ended
Olivia's POV “I should have done this long before things got to this stage,” she began in a hushed tone. “I shouldn't have let my emotions drive me into actions that hurt my favorite people. I cherished you both so much that it makes my heart sting to know you did this behind my back,” she continued. My throat tightened as I looked at her. “I was foolish, believing that breaking what you shared would bring Olivia back to me, not realizing the world had shifted. For that, I robbed my best friend of joy and tried to force her into what she never wanted.” She stepped closer again. “I’m sorry, Liv. I should have confessed this, but I loved you.” A faint smile curved my lips. I was about to say I loved her too, but she shook her head gently. “Not the way you think. I truly wanted a romantic relationship with you.” A sharp breath escaped my lips. “There’s no way. I asked you, Jenna, but you refused, saying there was nothing,” I whispered. I recalled asking her the day she kiss
Olivia’s POV “I think it is best if you take a break. I am certain the boss would not want to see you falling ill,” Anthony’s voice drifted through the room. A gentle smile curved my lips. “You do not need to worry about me. I rested earlier,” I murmured while my fingers clasped Christian’s hand. Anthony exhaled. “Alright then. I only wanted to check on the boss. I will return back to the company since he is still...” A sudden light cough echoed, pulling our gaze toward Christian. His lashes trembled, his brow knitted as his eyes fluttered open. My heart jolted as I rose to my feet. “Why are you making noise?” His voice barely rose above a whisper while he fixed his eyes on Anthony. Anthony rubbed the back of his neck. “Uhmm, I am sorry, boss,” he muttered, then turned to me. “I will fetch him a fresh set of clothes.” With that, he walked out of the room. He left me confused because I wanted to ask why he thought new clothes were necessary. Christian wore hospital attire.
Jenna's POV Trudging into the living room, the whole place remained the way I had left it, bottles of drinks scattered around with my belongings strewn everywhere. Slumping into the couch, I ran my hand through my hair while closing my eyes. The words Olivia had hurled at me kept replaying in my head, making my heart stumble every time the image of her furious face flashed in my mind. How did I get here? Forcing her away from my father just because of how I felt, and now? It was as though I had dug my own grave. She no longer looked at me with admiration and love, and my father lay in the hospital. Had I not wasted time drinking and lying around, would I have gone to him earlier or perhaps tended to him so this wouldn’t have happened? Maybe if I hadn’t drowned in my emotions and shut others out, Olivia wouldn’t have looked at me with such fury. I couldn’t even face my dad right now, nor could I face Olivia. The thought weighed heavily on my chest as a shallow brea
OLIVIA “Don’t Liv, that asshole and bunch of clueless people don't deserve your tears at all!” Jenna said, taking the phone away from me.I wiped my tears with the back of my hand. “It just…” I faltered, words dying at the tip of my tongue. The false narrative was what made me a little sad. I did
OLIVIA“Speak Olivia.” he said as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.The question made my toes curl. What should I say? Accept to keep fucking him?But Jenna..A crease formed between my brows when I realized what I was thinking. If Jenna wasn't in the picture, I would probably accept to
OLIVIAThe sight felt like icy water drenching me. “W…what is happening?” My voice cracked as I turned to Kyle. I wanted to leave. Never had I wished for the floor to open and swallow me whole as I did at that moment. “I figured you also got proposed to like this after some deep research,” Ky
OLIVIAJenna dragged me to the living room, and my mouth fell open at the massive box placed on the table. “What do you think?” she asked, her eyes flickering from the box to me. “This is a lot, Jenna. Where are you taking them?” “Today is my Maya’s graduation, so I’m going to surprise her,”







