Mag-log in-A long final chapter for the new year? Let’s have it!-~~TEYANA~•Four Years Later•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 “Love And Ruin”—the story of Jeremy and me—had 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. “Thank you for coming,” 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
~Jeremy’s POV~We were all silent for a second.Taylor broke it first. “Wait,” Her eyes narrowed further at Teyana, stepping closer. “What’s your name again? Teyana? You’re our late aunt’s daughter? Her name was Alice.”Teyana nodded. My lips curved in disbelief. “I can’t believe this just turned into a reunion.”“Unbelievable,” Zayne muttered beside us.The girls moved to her bedside immediately. Charlotte brushed Teyana’s hair back affectionately, while Taylor held her hand, eyes shining with familiarity now.“Oh my God,” Taylor squealed. “Our little cousin sister is going to be a mother.”“I can’t wait to tell our mum,” Charlotte added excitedly. “She’d never shut up about how you’re 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 mean…she had only met you a couple of times and wouldn’t shut up. Thank God we don’t even live with her anymore.” “And I had almost hated you when you kissed Jeremy on hi
~Jeremy’s POV~Pregnant.The word wouldn’t leave my head. It kept looping, echoing like it had been branded into my skull. The medic had said it calmly, like it wasn’t 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 there— pale, breathing steadily, and—pregnant. 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 didn’t bother me anymore. I had been there a lot this year.I ran a hand through m
~Teyana’s POV~•Hours Earlier•After rushing out of the doctor’s office, I was standing in the parking lot like I’d 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 Vance’ hospital must have assumed the pills worked and didn’t bother to check my pregnancy status. That was why I was discharged the same day.I slid into the driver’s seat but didn’t 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. Jeremy’s 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
~Jeremy’s 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 wasn’t 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. It’s been long since I used to see him like a younger brother I didn’t have. I could still remember riding with him for hours, teaching him the core aspects of riding and all.Chris would have killed him.“You’re really here,” I said into his shoulder. “I couldn’t miss today.”I pulled back, gripping his shoulders, scanning his face like I was making sure he was okay. “How the hell did you pull it off?”He exhaled slowly, eyes softening. “You.”I frowned. “Me?”“The lawyer said the statements you wrote h
~Jeremy’s 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 shouldn’t have been smoking.I knew that. My lungs needed to be clean. My body needed to be sharp. This race wasn’t 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 focus—blood on white tiles, Teyana’s limped frame that had shaken me to my bones, my father’s hand striking my face, the sound of my own breathing when everything insid







