Chapter Forty Five

Emily had never felt so worried about a discussion she had decided to have.

As she gazed at Damian's response without moving,

‘Let me know when and where” her pulse quickened.

She had thought for several days about how she would break the news to him.

Fear was beginning to take hold of her  since the moment was approaching.

She placed the phone on the table. She needed to meet him first so she could  hear what he intended to tell her before revealing the greatest secret of her life.

She was going to tell him about it.

However, she would only do it when she believed she was prepared.

"Will you meet Damian?" Asked Sophia.

Emily said, "Yes."

"Have you decided how you are going to say it?" Sophia questioned.

Emily dropped her head as she replied, "I know what I want to say." "I'm just not sure I can say it yet."

Sophia offered Emily her hand and said

"No need to rush."

Emily answered, "I know." "Nevertheless, I cannot conceal this indefinitely."

She placed a palm on her stomach.

Sophia saw the action but remained silent since Emily had already informed her.

She wasn't prepared to tell anybody else just yet.

Olivia was alone in her apartment on the other side of town.

Her phone remained silent because Claire had finally stopped calling.

Olivia had advised her not to contact her again, unless it really mattered.

She really needed that quietness.

She didn't require guidance nor did she desire to be asked questions. She definitely didn't want anybody to remind her that Damian had moved on.

Olivia already knows that Damian has moved on. But she is still trying to come to terms with it.

Despite the fact that her relationship with Damian had ended two years ago, the memories remained.

She remembered their engagement.

Their plans. The disagreements.

And the very last discussion that put an end to all of it.

She had loved him from the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps she still cared about him.

However, Olivia had never let love make her weak.

She was aware of Damian's routines.

She could tell when he was growing anxious. She could tell when he was hiding something.

And she could tell when he was really joyful. But he became a completely different person when he met Emily.

Not because Emily was a threat.

However, because Damian genuinely seemed content around her.

She had never witnessed him in such a state.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

"It's over," she whispered.

Still, even as she said those words, she understood that she wasn't quite prepared to let him go.

Revenge was not even on her mind.

She had no desire to harm Emily.

She merely wanted to know if she still mattered to Damian.

And if she didn't, she wanted to hear it directly from him.

Her phone remained untouched.

For once, Olivia did not pick it up to stalk Damian. She left her alone to live his own life.

Emily finally texted Damian once more that afternoon.

We may meet at the location where we had our initial private conversation.

Before hitting send, she stared at the words again.

Damian responded instantly.

Tonight?

Emily inhaled deeply and replied “Definitely”. And she placed the phone down.

This evening she would finally meet Damian.

She intends to pay attention to what he has to say.

If she could find the strength, she would tell him about their kid.

However, Emily was unaware that Damian had also made a decision.

He made the decision to inform her of everything regarding Olivia.

Not because Olivia requested it, but because he thought Emily should know.

Olivia was standing in front of her wardrobe that night. She finally decided to wear a long black gown.

Nothing too fancy.

Nothing that would give the impression that she was attempting to wow anyone.

She stared at herself in the mirror.

Chasing Damian was not something she had ever wanted to do.

She wasn't going to ask for anything.

She would not compete with Emily.

One final conversation was all she desired. As she took her handbag, her phone started to ring at that point.

She looked at the screen, it was Damian.

Before picking up, she looked at his name for a few seconds.

Olivia greeted, "Hello, Damian."

"I need to meet you," Damian stated.

Olivia briefly closed her eyes.

"Tonight?" she asked.

"Yes," Damian replied.

She was silent.

"Is it convenient, Olivia?" Damian asked.

"I'll come," stated Olivia.

When the call ended, Olivia took one more glance in the mirror at her reflection.

A faint grin appeared on her lips.

She had persuaded herself that she was leaving forever.

But once again, Damian had left the door open and Olivia had never been good at turning away from an open door.