LOGINLESLIE'S POVI smiled as I turned in front of the mirror, my sleeveless black dress shimmying with my movement. It was a mermaid tail gown with diamond dust around the waist and the hem of the dress.I looked up when the door opened and Saint walked in dressed in a tuxedo that matched my dress perfectly. He smiled and moved his eyes down my body slowly, in a way that had me clenching my thighs.“How breathtaking." He went behind me and caressed my shoulder. “What do you think about my choice this time?" “I love it." I smoothed out the fabric and smiled. “It makes the color of my eyes pop too. I'm proud of you once again.”"It looks like it needs a little bit of color though.” He placed his head on my shoulder and looked at me through the mirror."Does it?” I frowned. "Should I use red lipstick instead?”"No, use this.” He placed a box on the chair I was sitting on."What's that?” I grabbed it and opened it, my eyes widening from the sparkle that hit me in the face. I gawked at the te
LESLIE'S POVI read those words over and over, each one looking less real than the last one. But the words didn't disappear, they stared back at me.My daughter. He called me that three times within a paragraph. Words that I never heard from him in the twelve years I lived with him.I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and looked up. The staff that had been gossiping earlier stared at me in disbelief, their feet rooted to the ground. Saint returned with the bottle of water I had asked for and accessed the situation.“What's going on? Did they say something to you?" He looked at them and they avoided his eyes, fear clear on their faces.“Nothing I haven't heard before," I shrugged. Saint turned to them but I held his hand and shook my head. "Let it be. I don't want to make an issue out of this.”He pulled away from me and walked up to them regardless. I craned my neck as he spoke to them but I couldn't hear a thing. After a while, he returned back to me.“What did you tell
LESLIE'S POVI read those words over and over, each one looking less real than the last one. But the words didn't disappear, they stared back at me.My daughter. He called me that three times within a paragraph. Words that I never heard from him in the twelve years I lived with him.I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and looked up. The staff that had been gossiping earlier stared at me in disbelief, their feet rooted to the ground. Saint returned with the bottle of water I had asked for and accessed the situation.“What's going on? Did they say something to you?" He looked at them and they avoided his eyes, fear clear on their faces.“Nothing I haven't heard before," I shrugged. Saint turned to them but I held his hand and shook my head. "Let it be. I don't want to make an issue out of this.”He pulled away from me and walked up to them regardless. I craned my neck as he spoke to them but I couldn't hear a thing. After a while, he returned back to me.“What did you tell
LESLIE'S POVI groaned when the shrill ringing of my phone permeated through my sleep. I fished out my hand, searching for the treacherous device blindly. I had only managed to fall asleep at the crack of dawn, thanks to Saint's never ending desire and strength.I finally found it and answered the call without opening my eyes. “Hel–”"Leslie, go online right now!”My eyes snapped open and I checked the ID of the call. It was Selene. I glanced at Saint who was still asleep before sitting up and putting the phone back in my ear. "Why? What's going on?”"Someone left a comment on the pictures you posted last night. It is trending. You have to go and check it out. Just…just don't pay too much attention to what people are saying. People are always going to say shit even if they don't know half of it.”I clenched the duvet. "Thank you. You don't need to worry, no matter what people say, I'm sure I've heard worse.”I ended the call, noting the slight tremor of my fingers. I logged in to my a
KAYLA'S POVMy ears rang at his question and I wished I could be anywhere else, anywhere but here. I had thought about telling Desmond many times and every one of those times, it seemed like a bad decision. I was not even sure what I wanted to do yet. Telling him would only complicate things further.“It's not. Will you let me go now?" I tried to school my face into indifference.“Don't fuck with me, Kayla," he sneered. “The timeline matches when we got together. Is this baby mine?" "I could have slept with someone else the next day. How would you know?” I rolled my eyes. "For the last time, let go of me. I do not want to be seen with the man who tried to ruin my family and led my father astray.”"Yet you're carrying his baby,” he smirked."I already said it's not yours,” I glared. "I would never carry a Whitmire’s offspring.”"I don't believe you one bit. Your left eye twitched when you said that so you're lying.”What psychological bullshit was he spewing?“My shoulders hurt," I h
KAYLA'S POVI wringed my hands together as I sat in the white and cold corridor. Several pregnant women littered the length of it, all of them with their husbands.I was the only one alone. The silly, happy smiles on their faces was a contrast to the terror in my heart while I waited for my turn. I felt sweat trickle down my back despite the air conditioner placed at corners of the corridor.My phone rang and I jumped before grabbing it, my hand slippery. I gulped when I saw mum's name flashing across the screen and I looked around before answering the call. “Hello—”"Where the hell are you? Have you forgotten that we were supposed to go visit your Dad today?”I did. I sighed and gripped my skirt. "Can you please go alone today? Something came up and I'm far from the city." “You don't even have a job, what something could have come up?" She scoffed. "I don't understand you and your brother anymore. Mitch rarely comes home and has refused to see Sage. Now, you too?”"Mum, please. I'







