Amara’s POVI walked into the house, a wave of triumph and joy washing over me. At last… my plan had worked. Everything had gone exactly how I envisioned it. Gilan would be mine, forever. Now, all that remained was a visit to the hospital for a pregnancy test, and then… then I would march into the palace and deliver the news of my "miracle" to everyone. There was no going back now.Exhaustion began to settle into my bones. I made my way to my bedroom, eager to collapse onto my bed and savor this moment of victory. It hadn’t been easy getting everything to fall into place, but the effort had been worth it. Finally, I had accomplished what many girls only dreamed of.But just as I pushed open my door, I stopped in my tracks, utterly shocked.There, on my bed, was Helen. She was fast asleep, her body curled up like a content cat. My heart tightened with irritation. I hated seeing her on my bed. Why was she always invading my space?Suppressing a groan, I walked over and tapped her should
Gilan's POV “Ooh, my head... Why am I feeling so dizzy and heavy?” I mutter as I slowly open my eyes. My head throbbed like a drum, and I felt as though I had downed several bottles of strong alcohol. But I haven’t touched any liquor for a long time, so this feeling didn’t make sense. Something wasn’t right. Something was definitely wrong. It felt like I had been drugged. That thought alone made my stomach turn. As I slowly sit up, I realize, I’m completely naked. My eyes widen in disbelief. Then, horror strikes me to my core when I see Amara lying next to me in bed, equally naked. My heart skips a beat. My breath catches. My entire body goes cold. No. No. No. This can’t be happening. “Amara! What are you doing in my bed?” I shout as I roughly shake her awake, panic rising in my chest like a wildfire. She slowly opens her eyes, pretending to be groggy, and then smiles as though everything is normal. “Hey Gilan… Why are you acting so shocked?” she says sweetly, stretching
Amara's POV I felt a strange satisfaction knowing that the Queen had called me to ask about Gilan's whereabouts. Now that he was finally back at the palace, it was the perfect opportunity for me to act. My heart was set, I had made up my mind. I missed him terribly. Despite everything that had happened, my love for Gilan hadn't changed. I still wanted him. I still dreamed of being his wife. The past few weeks had been nothing short of a nightmare, but I saw this pregnancy as my one and only chance to secure a future with him. No matter how the baby was conceived, I was determined not to get rid of it. I had convinced myself that Gilan had to be the one to take responsibility. I would make him believe the child was his. If I didn’t do it now, I’d lose him forever, and that was a fate I couldn’t accept. “Let me call the Queen first… I need to be sure he's home before I go there,” I said to myself, picking up my phone. I dialed her number, and she answered right away. Me — "My
Gilan’s POV After we were done buying Elena her phone, we started driving back to the house we now shared. The air inside the car felt light and joyful, filled with soft laughter and warmth. “Thank you for this, baby,” Elena said, holding the phone delicately in her hands like it was made of glass. “I don’t even know how to use it. This is my first time owning a smartphone.” I glanced over and smiled at her. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll teach you everything. It’s easy once you get the hang of it.” She gave a small laugh and looked at me with trust in her eyes. “I know I’ll be fine as long as I have you by my side. You make me feel safe. I don’t have to worry about anything.” Hearing those words filled me with so much joy. “That means a lot, Elena. Thank you for trusting me so much.” “Thank you, Gilan. You’ve given me so much. Right now, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my life, and I honestly can’t put that into words.” Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, and I felt my chest sw
Amara’s POV I must admit, ever since that horrible night, I haven’t been the same. I’ve been haunted every day by what happened to me. My body moves, my mouth speaks, but deep down I feel completely broken. I carry a silent storm inside me, one that never seems to calm. But there’s one thing that’s been bothering me even more lately, something I haven’t had the courage to speak about… Until now. It’s been over a week since my period was supposed to arrive. I kept telling myself it was just stress, or maybe I was overthinking things. But now the delay is starting to terrify me. There are no signs at all, no cramps, no discomfort, no usual symptoms. Just silence. And silence can be frightening. Lying in bed, I stared blankly at the ceiling, my thoughts spinning endlessly. I felt trapped inside my own mind. Miserable. Isolated. Empty. My life, which once had hope and purpose, now feels like a heavy burden I never asked to carry. “I just wish my parents were here,” I whispered to
After Three Weeks Gilan's POV It has been three peaceful, joy, filled weeks, three weeks of serenity and laughter shared with Elena. Living under the same roof with her has been the best time of my life. I’ve found a kind of happiness I never knew I needed. Every day with her is full of warmth, simplicity, and quiet love. But beneath that happiness… something keeps bothering me. I know my parents. It won’t be long before they track me down. I am their only son, the crown prince. They won’t stop searching. And though I try to push the thought aside, deep down, I know they’ll eventually find me. I just wish they wouldn’t. Not yet. Not when I’m finally learning how beautiful life can be away from the weight of royalty. “Gilan, breakfast is ready!” I hear Elena’s voice echo through the house, breaking my deep thoughts. I’m still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. So many thoughts whirl through my mind, but one stands out clearly, I love her. I truly, deeply love Elena. A