LOGIN-A long final chapter for the new year? Letâs have it!-~~TEYANA~â˘Four Years Laterâ˘I adjusted my pen in my hand, letting a small sigh escape as I signed yet another book autograph. My hand ached slightly from the continuous scribbling, but I smiled through it. Today, my viral book âLove And Ruinââthe story of Jeremy and meâhad officially become a bestseller across multiple countries. Seeing the lines of eager readers waiting for their copies made all the exhaustion worth it.I leaned back slightly on the stool behind the signing table, feeling the gentle weight of my baby bump beneath my soft, red flowing blouse. I smiled in satisfaction as a few readers took selfies with me, their excitement infectious. âThank you for coming,â I said repeatedly, waving to those leaving the line with their signed copies.Just as I finished my last autograph for the day, a sleek black car screeched to a stop outside. My heart leapt, relief wounding through me. My husband was here.My eyes followed
~Jeremyâs POV~We were all silent for a second.Taylor broke it first. âWait,â Her eyes narrowed further at Teyana, stepping closer. âWhatâs your name again? Teyana? Youâre our late auntâs daughter? Her name was Alice.âTeyana nodded. My lips curved in disbelief. âI canât believe this just turned into a reunion.ââUnbelievable,â Zayne muttered beside us.The girls moved to her bedside immediately. Charlotte brushed Teyanaâs hair back affectionately, while Taylor held her hand, eyes shining with familiarity now.âOh my God,â Taylor squealed. âOur little cousin sister is going to be a mother.ââI canât wait to tell our mum,â Charlotte added excitedly. âSheâd never shut up about how youâre more serious with life than us. Let me tell you a secret, I hated you when she started talking about how you are better than us. I meanâŚshe had only met you a couple of times and wouldnât shut up. Thank God we donât even live with her anymore.â âAnd I had almost hated you when you kissed Jeremy on hi
~Jeremyâs POV~Pregnant.The word wouldnât leave my head. It kept looping, echoing like it had been branded into my skull. The medic had said it calmly, like it wasnât a life-altering sentence. Like it was just another diagnosis. Stress-induced fainting. Early pregnancy. Dehydration. Emotional overload. But for me, it had changed everything. My entire body was calm. I hardly remember I won a race today.After stabilizing Teyana at the track's medical unit, they transferred her to a private hospital in Monte Carlo.Now, we were here.I stood by the hospital bed, my body refusing to sit, refusing to relax, refusing to believe that she was really lying thereâ pale, breathing steadily, andâpregnant. With my baby. It felt surreal. Machines hummed softly around us, monitors blinking, the sterile smell of the room grounding me in a strange way. I was starting to get so familiar with hospitals. The white room didnât bother me anymore. I had been there a lot this year.I ran a hand through m
~Teyanaâs POV~â˘Hours Earlierâ˘After rushing out of the doctorâs office, I was standing in the parking lot like Iâd forgotten how to exist outside those white walls.My hands were shaking as I reached my car-the very one he had purchased for me for my 19th birthday, like my body was still trying to catch up with the truth my mind had just been handed.I was pregnant. Still pregnant.The nurse that attended to me at Vanceâ hospital must have assumed the pills worked and didnât bother to check my pregnancy status. That was why I was discharged the same day.I slid into the driverâs seat but didnât start the engine. Instead, I pulled out my phone. My thumb hovered over the screen longer than necessary, my breath uneven as I unlocked it. Jeremyâs name was back on my phone. I had unblocked him earlier.I tapped his contact, and his name filled the screen. My chest ached, anticipation and anxiety wounding through me. Would he pick my call? Would he care that I still have his baby? Would he
~Jeremyâs POV~I spotted Maxton outside the lodge, downstairs.He was standing near the concrete railing that separated the paddock from the inner track area, shoulders slightly hunched like he was keeping a low profile. At the sight of him- Relief crashed into my chest first, then something close to pride.I wasnât seeing him as the one who killed Chris. Circumstances had demanded that. What mattered was that he was here. I closed the distance between us, and pulled him into a hug. Itâs been long since I used to see him like a younger brother I didnât have. I could still remember riding with him for hours, teaching him the core aspects of riding and all.Chris would have killed him.âYouâre really here,â I said into his shoulder. âI couldnât miss today.âI pulled back, gripping his shoulders, scanning his face like I was making sure he was okay. âHow the hell did you pull it off?âHe exhaled slowly, eyes softening. âYou.âI frowned. âMe?ââThe lawyer said the statements you wrote h
~Jeremyâs POV~The cigarette burned slowly between my fingers, the smoke curling up toward the wooden ceiling of the lodge like it was searching for a way out. I leaned against the counter by the wide glass window, one shoulder pressed into the cool stone wall, staring out at the stretch of mountains beyond. The morning here in Monaco was quiet in a way that felt peaceful and grounding. I loved it.I shouldnât have been smoking.I knew that. My lungs needed to be clean. My body needed to be sharp. This race wasnât some underground run I could muscle through with adrenaline and rage. This was official. International. Precision mattered. Discipline mattered.But the last week had wrecked me.I needed something to take the edge off. Something to quiet the images that kept replaying in my head no matter how hard I tried to focusâblood on white tiles, Teyanaâs limped frame that had shaken me to my bones, my fatherâs hand striking my face, the sound of my own breathing when everything insid







