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The headlights dimmed as we drove into the parking space.The car engine died next, inside quieted and not long after, I heard a sob from Veronica’s side of the car.“You're crying.”She didn't speak, her hand covered her face, and her shoulders shivered.“Your father.” I waited. “Did he hurt you?”“No.” She sighed. “He spoke calmly to me.”“I don't believe you.”The brightness in her eyes dimmed, her usual excitement was lost now, “He just told me to come home.”“Come home and you're crying. You sound like you live in hell.”“I don't.”“Well, those tears sound like they're different to me, little wonder why.”She didn't speak again, all she did was breathe, exhale, release and then wipe her eyes again. “It's crazy how our lives work, isn't it?”When the dust settled and the air wasn't as tight as it was before, I picked the locks and came over to her side of the door.“Come.” I stretched my hand forward, “You've had enough for today, you should get some rest.”She took my hand, jumpe
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Veronica's POV. My phone beeped at the very moment father bounced off his chair.I squinted to the side, my attention to the screen for a second. I saw Four's name blinking, I gasped.“Father, I have to leave.” I stood up too, sliding beyond the table and chair, I slid out of place and straightened my spine when I could stand better.“Where— why— are you going?”“Away from you. I'm already going through so much, I can't bear to have more on my cup.”“Don't you dare move an inch, Veronica! Especially when I'm still talking to you.”Oh, but I didn't listen. I moved before he could complete his words, carried my purse and phone from the table I sat on. I stopped some feet away from him.“I'm sorry, father.” My voice was tiny, I hoped he would understand, how sincere I was when I asked that he forgive me. “I didn't mean for this to happen but I really need to go.”“You do?” his eyebrows tugged at each other. “Vee, you can't do this to us, you can't expect that your mother and I will have
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Father followed inside the mall. “Let's find a comfortable spot to sit,” he suggested. I know he meant moving back to my house or wherever I was laying my head.I said no.“Let's have some ice cream here instead,” I suggested too..We walked into the creamery, Father picked a spot, he helped me into my side, the shallow table bumped onto my knees on my way in. He held the ached spot, blew on it and asked me to take it easy.“You've already been in so much pain already, my heart can't bear to see you in more.”“Thanks Daddy.” I landed on the soft cushion couch, father made sure I was already settled before he took a seat beside me. His knees bumped into the table too but Father didn't make a fuss.“So… before I go get you your favourite ice cream, I want to ask you just one thing.”My chest tightened. Had to be the same question I was avoiding all this time.“What's that, daddy?”“Where—” he coughed, old age was telling on him. “Where do you stay now?”“I…”Mr Mark wouldn't apprecia
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Veronica's POV.My father, Mr Mark was not one to be played with.Especially when it came to things of this nature.Marriage.Commitment, childbirth and the like.Father hated a broken home even more than he hated the devil and I couldn't blame him. Who would blame a man who had been in love with his wife for so long?I sighed deeply while I thought about it. Dad wouldn't understand… I thought, not all of us are lucky to be together forever with the first people we are in love with.“Sometimes parents can say horrible things to us but that shouldn't weigh you down. You'll be fine.” Four’s words penetrated deep into my skull.I nodded casually, not paying much attention to him.It wasn't the new words I was worried about.If at all, my father would say anything mean…No, it wasn't that. It was the look on his face when he was back home, in the quiet silence of his study, away from my mother and every other noise.It was the way I knew he would lower his head, the way his breath would g
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Veronica's PoV. The next day was a different ball game all together.As much as I tried my very best not to think of Four in that manner, I couldn't resist him.I was on the dining table again with a cereal box this time, pouring over some milk into my bowl when he strolled in.“Someone looks like they had a nice rest.” I noticed him first, just to show I wasn't so slow. I could be ‘dangerous’ too.I could speak in a deep British voice too, sound fancy and mysterious.That type of thing…“I didn't sleep.” His voice was sharp and clear.“Why?”“I don't sleep.”“Oh “ I echoed a quiet hum through my throat. It was meant to only be heard by me but it wasn't. Four noticed my displeasure.“I assume you slept well, didn't you?”“I did.” “That's great.”“Is it?”“It should be.” He looked away from my face, his vision caught the bowl I carried. “You want cereal? I was planning something else.”The pregnancy cravings hit harder than I expected, much more than I imagined. They came with an ach
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Veronica’s POV. The word seduce lingered in my head long after it formed, heavy and sharp like a blade. I didn't yet know how to wield. It didn't feel right.Not because I didn't want him— I did, painfully so— but because seduction implied strategy.Calculation.A game of advantage and upper hand.And nothing about what existed between Four and me felt like a game.I lay curled on the couch, the blanket still draped around my shoulders, staring at a point on the ceiling I couldn’t truly see. The apartment hummed with quiet life—the distant sound of traffic outside, the soft tick of the wall clock, the almost imperceptible shift of air whenever Four moved.He was by the window again.Of course he was.Four didn’t idle. He didn’t linger without purpose. Even standing still, he radiated readiness, like a coiled wire waiting for tension to snap. The city lights spilt faintly across his face, catching sharp edges of bone and shadow, and I wondered—not for the first time—how someone coul
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