LOGINFor a few seconds, neither of them moved.
The street noise faded. Cars passed, people walked, life continued… but it all felt distant, like it belonged to another world. Lena stood frozen at the clinic entrance, her fingers tightening around the test results inside her bag. Zayden Vale stood a few steps away, one hand still on the car door he had just closed. And then his eyes dropped. To her face. To her pale expression. To the slight tremor in her hands. Something in his chest tightened. He didn’t understand why. But it did. “…Lena?” he said slowly. Hearing her name in his voice made her stomach drop. She should have run. She should have turned away immediately. But her feet didn’t move. Because fear does that sometimes , it roots you in place instead of saving you. Zayden took a step forward. Then another. His voice lowered slightly. “What are you doing here?” Lena swallowed hard. Her throat felt dry. “I could ask you the same thing,” she replied quietly. A pause. Zayden glanced at the clinic behind her. His expression shifted slightly. Confusion. Then suspicion. “What is this place?” he asked. Lena’s grip tightened. Nothing in her wanted to answer. Because answering would make it real. And she wasn’t ready for real. But silence only made things worse. Zayden stepped closer again, his tone sharpening slightly. “Lena. Talk.” Her breath trembled. And then The words slipped out before she could stop them. “I’m pregnant.” The world stopped. Not gradually. Not slowly. Instantly. Zayden froze completely. For a second… he didn’t react. Didn’t blink. Didn’t breathe. Just stared at her like the words hadn’t reached him properly. Then, slowly “…What?” he said. One word. But heavier than anything else he had ever said in his life. Lena’s eyes lowered slightly. Her voice was quieter now. “I said I’m pregnant.” Silence. Long. Uncomfortable. Unreal. Zayden took a step back without realizing it. Then another. His jaw tightened. “No,” he said immediately. “That’s not possible.” Lena’s eyes snapped up. “Excuse me?” Zayden shook his head once, sharply. “I would remember.” That hit her. Hard. Her chest tightened. “So you think I’m lying?” she asked, voice breaking slightly. Zayden didn’t answer immediately. Because something inside him was shifting. Fast. Uncomfortably fast. Fragments again. Room 1408. A girl stepping back. A moment too close. Then Nothing clear. His hands curled slightly. “I don’t know,” he said honestly. That honesty surprised even him. Lena let out a bitter laugh. “You don’t know,” she repeated softly. “That’s your answer?” Zayden stared at her. For the first time… He didn’t look like a celebrity. He didn’t look like a billionaire. He looked like a man trying to understand something his mind refused to fully show him. “What do you want from me?” he asked finally. Lena blinked. That question hurt more than she expected. “What do I want?” she repeated slowly. Her voice rose slightly now. “I lost my job because of you. I was thrown out because of you. I’ve been surviving on nothing because of you, and now I find out I might be carrying your child and you’re asking me what I want?” Her hands shook now. But she didn’t stop. “I didn’t come looking for you. I didn’t want anything from you. But now I don’t have a choice!” Silence fell again. People nearby started noticing. Whispers began. Phones subtly raised. Zayden noticed it instantly. Of course he did. But for once… he didn’t care. Because his focus stayed on her. Only her. Then he said something unexpected. “Come with me.” Lena blinked. “What?” Zayden opened the car door fully now. “Get in.” “No.” His eyes hardened slightly. “Lena.” “I said no.” A pause. Zayden exhaled slowly. Then stepped closer. His voice dropped lower. “I’m not doing this here.” Lena frowned. “Doing what exactly?” His gaze flicked briefly to the clinic. Then back to her. “Finding out what’s true.” That line made her freeze slightly. Because underneath his arrogance… There was something else. Uncertainty. Lena hesitated. Every instinct told her not to go. But every reality told her she had nowhere else to stand. Slowly… she stepped toward the car. Zayden didn’t smile. Didn’t relax. Didn’t celebrate. He just watched her carefully as she got in. And when the door closed… The world outside disappeared. The silence inside the car was heavier than outside. Zayden didn’t start the engine immediately. His hands rested on the steering wheel, tense. Lena sat beside him, staring out the window. Neither spoke. Until finally Zayden asked quietly, “When did you find out?” Lena hesitated. “Three days ago.” Another silence. Then “Why didn’t you come sooner?” That question made her turn slightly. Her voice was calm now. “Come sooner where? To the man who got me fired and doesn’t even remember what happened?” Zayden’s jaw tightened. “I didn’t fire you.” Lena looked at him fully now. “Your name did.” That made him go silent. Because he couldn’t deny that. After a moment, he started the car. And they drove. As the city passed outside, Zayden’s mind wasn’t on driving. It was on fragments. Lena’s face. Room 1408. A moment too close. Something he couldn’t fully retrieve. His grip tightened slightly on the wheel. “This doesn’t make sense,” he muttered. Lena glanced at him. “What doesn’t?” “I don’t lose memory like that.” She didn’t respond immediately. Then softly, she said, “Maybe you just don’t remember everything you want to.” That line hit harder than expected. Zayden didn’t reply. Because for the first time… He wasn’t sure if she was wrong. The car stopped in front of a private building. Zayden turned off the engine. For a moment, neither moved. Then he finally said, “If what you’re saying is true…” Lena looked at him. “…then my life just changed,” he finished. A pause. Then he turned slightly toward her. His voice lowered. “And so did yours.” Lena’s heart tightened. Because she realized something in that moment. This wasn’t the end of her problems. This was only the beginning. And Zayden Vale… Had just stepped into a truth he was not ready for.The laptop screen glowed in the darkness.Zayden Vale didn’t blink.He watched the corrupted footage again and again, replaying the same broken sequence like repetition could somehow restore what was missing.Room 1408.Lena entering.Him inside.ThenGlitch.Skip.Distortion.Empty space where memory should have been.Zayden leaned back slowly, jaw tightening.This wasn’t a mistake.This was deliberate.And Zayden Vale hated two things in life:Being lied to…And not knowing who was lying.He shut the laptop abruptly.The sound echoed in the silent penthouse.Morning came without calmness Lena stood by the window of the guest room, staring at the city below.She hadn’t slept.Not properly.Her thoughts refused to settle.The DNA test.Zayden’s silence.His mother’s eyes.The word mistake still echoed in her head like a wound that refused to close.Her hand slowly moved to her stomach again.Still there.Still real.Still changing everything.“I don’t even know what tomorrow looks li
The DNA kit sat on the glass table like a threat.Not loud. Not moving. Not alive.But somehow… heavier than everything else in the room.Lena stood frozen near the couch, her hands clenched so tightly her nails pressed into her palms. Zayden stood a few steps away, his expression unreadable, but his jaw tight enough to show restraint.Mrs. Vale remained calm.Too calm.Like she had already decided the outcome.“This is simple,” she said evenly. “If there is nothing to hide, we confirm it and move on.”Lena shook her head immediately.“No.”The word came out sharper than she expected.Mrs. Vale turned slightly. “Excuse me?”“I am not doing this here,” Lena said, her voice trembling but firm.Zayden’s eyes flickered toward her.For a brief second… something shifted in his expression.Not surprise.Recognition.Like he understood her refusal more than he wanted to admit.Mrs. Vale sighed softly.“You are making this harder than it needs to be.”Lena let out a bitter laugh.“Harder?” she
The building Zayden brought Lena to wasn’t a home.It was silence made of glass, steel, and wealth.A private penthouse suite overlooking the entire city — too clean, too large, too empty for something meant to be lived in.Lena stood near the entrance, hesitant.“This is where you live?” she asked quietly.Zayden loosened his jacket slightly.“Sometimes.”That answer alone told her everything.He didn’t belong anywhere.And yet he belonged everywhere.He walked ahead without waiting for her, leaving her to follow.Lena did.Because she didn’t know what else to do.The doors closed behind them with a soft mechanical sound.Lena stopped immediately.The space swallowed her.Expensive furniture. Cold lighting. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls showing the city like it was trapped behind a frame.It didn’t feel like a home.It felt like control.Zayden poured himself a glass of water, not looking at her.“You’re shaking,” he said suddenly.Lena frowned. “I’m not.”“You are.”A pause.Then she
For a few seconds, neither of them moved.The street noise faded.Cars passed, people walked, life continued… but it all felt distant, like it belonged to another world.Lena stood frozen at the clinic entrance, her fingers tightening around the test results inside her bag.Zayden Vale stood a few steps away, one hand still on the car door he had just closed.And then his eyes dropped.To her face.To her pale expression.To the slight tremor in her hands.Something in his chest tightened.He didn’t understand why.But it did.“…Lena?” he said slowly.Hearing her name in his voice made her stomach drop.She should have run.She should have turned away immediately.But her feet didn’t move.Because fear does that sometimes , it roots you in place instead of saving you.Zayden took a step forward.Then another.His voice lowered slightly. “What are you doing here?”Lena swallowed hard.Her throat felt dry.“I could ask you the same thing,” she replied quietly.A pause.Zayden glanced at
Lena told herself it was nothing.Just exhaustion.Just stress.Just hunger from skipping meals too often.That was all.It had to be.She sat on the edge of her bed that night, pressing a hand lightly against her stomach, trying to ignore the strange discomfort that had started becoming more frequent over the past days.Mia noticed immediately.“You’ve been like this for a while now,” Mia said gently. “Dizzy. Tired. You barely eat.”“I’m fine,” Lena replied quickly.But her voice didn’t sound convincing even to herself.Mia crossed her arms. “You’re not fine. And I’m not going to let you pretend you are.”Lena sighed.“I said I’m okay.”A pause.Then Mia softened her tone.“…Lena. When was your last period?”The question landed heavily.Lena froze.Her fingers stopped moving.Her mind went quiet for a second too long.Then she blinked.“I… I don’t remember.”That was the moment everything shifted.Not loudly.Not dramatically.But quietly.Like a door closing somewhere deep inside he
Lena didn’t remember how she got home.One moment she was standing in the manager’s office, staring at a piece of paper that had just destroyed her life…And the next, she was sitting on the edge of her small bed, still wearing her uniform.Silent.Numb.Mia entered the room and froze the moment she saw her.“Lena?” she called softly. “What happened?”Lena didn’t answer.Her hands were still shaking.Her eyes were empty.Mia stepped closer quickly and crouched in front of her. “Talk to me. You’re scaring me.”A long pause.Then Lena finally spoke — barely above a whisper.“I lost my job.”Mia blinked. “What? Why?”Lena laughed once.But it wasn’t humor.It was disbelief breaking apart.“Because I accused someone rich of doing something wrong… and they believed him instead of me.”Mia’s expression hardened instantly. “Who?”Lena didn’t answer right away.Her throat tightened.Then she said it.“Zayden Vale.”The room went completely still.Even Mia knew that name.Everyone did.The rec







