LOGINBy the time they reached the private property—The internet had already exploded.Completely.The moment Alexander publicly confirmed the pregnancy, every news platform, blog, and gossip account grabbed the story instantly.And now—The entire country was talking about them.The house itself was beautiful.Hidden far from the city, surrounded by trees and silence.Modern glass walls.Soft lighting.Private security.Everything designed to keep the outside world away.But somehow—Amara still felt exposed.Because even inside those walls, she could feel the pressure following her.The whispers.The headlines.The judgment.Alexander barely had time to remove his jacket before his phone started ringing again.And again.And again.Calls from board members.Business partners.Family members.Unknown numbers.Lucas stood nearby checking updates on his tablet with growing concern.“This is trending everywhere now,” he muttered.Amara’s stomach twisted immediately.She didn’t even want to i
The atmosphere inside the apartment had completely changed.What used to feel warm and personal now felt exposed.Unsafe.Every sound outside suddenly mattered.Every passing car.Every vibration from a phone.Every shadow near the window.Amara sat quietly on the edge of the couch, trying to steady her breathing while Alexander stood near the window speaking quietly with Lucas.But even without hearing the full conversation—She could tell things were getting worse.Fast.Lucas lowered his voice further.“There are already people outside.”Alexander’s expression darkened immediately.“How many?”“At least three photographers.”Amara’s stomach dropped instantly.Photographers.Actually waiting outside for her.For them.Like they were celebrities instead of two people trying desperately to survive a complicated situation.Alexander glanced toward the window again carefully before stepping back.“We’re leaving now.”Amara blinked quickly.“What?”“You can’t stay here.”Her chest tighte
The apartment suddenly felt too small.Too exposed.Too vulnerable.Amara sat frozen on the couch, her eyes locked on the phone screen even after Alexander had taken it from her.It didn’t feel real.Just hours ago, everything between them had felt quiet.Safe.Now—Strangers were discussing her life online.Judging her.Inventing stories about her.And worst of all—Some of them were true.Her chest tightened painfully.“They posted my picture…”Her voice sounded distant.Almost disconnected.Alexander immediately crouched slightly in front of her, trying to pull her focus away from the article.“Look at me.”Amara blinked slowly.But her thoughts were spiraling too fast.“They found me.”Lucas stayed near the door quietly, tension written all over his face as he watched the situation unfold.Alexander kept his gaze fixed on Amara.“This will calm down.”But even he knew that wasn’t fully true.Not yet.Scandals involving wealthy families never disappeared quickly.Especially not whe
For the first time in days—Amara slept peacefully.Not perfectly.Not without worries waiting somewhere in the back of her mind.But peacefully enough to breathe.Peacefully enough to rest.And when she woke the next morning, sunlight filtered softly through the curtains while silence wrapped gently around the apartment.A different kind of silence.Not lonely.Not heavy.Safe.Her eyes drifted slowly toward the other side of the couch.Alexander was still there.Asleep.One arm resting loosely across the back cushion, his features softer now without the constant tension he usually carried.Amara stared quietly for a moment.And something inside her chest warmed unexpectedly.Because somehow—Despite all the chaos—He stayed.A small smile touched her lips before she carefully stood, trying not to wake him.But the second her feet touched the floor—Alexander’s eyes opened immediately.Amara blinked.“…Do you even sleep properly?”His lips curved faintly.“Not when you’re moving arou
The moment they got into the car—The silence returned.But this silence felt different from before.Heavier.More fragile.Like both of them were holding themselves together by force alone.Alexander started the engine quietly, pulling away from the estate without another word.The large gates closed behind them slowly.And somehow—That sound felt final.Amara stared out the window again, but this time she wasn’t really seeing anything.Her thoughts were too loud.Too tangled.His mother’s words kept replaying in her head over and over again.You understand the position you’ve placed him in?People will talk.You may lose more than you realize.Each sentence pressed deeper into her chest.And no matter how hard she tried—She couldn’t stop feeling like she had become the problem.Beside her, Alexander glanced toward her briefly.He noticed the way she had gone unusually quiet.The way her shoulders seemed smaller now.Like she was carrying too much all at once.“You don’t have to th
The room went completely still after the question.“Does Isabella know about the pregnancy?”Nobody moved.Nobody spoke.Even the air itself felt tense.Amara’s heartbeat slammed painfully against her chest as she sat frozen beside Alexander.Because now—There was no pretending anymore.No hiding.No private space left for any of this.His family knew.Completely.Alexander’s expression hardened instantly.Dangerously calm.“Yes,” he answered.Direct.Firm.No hesitation.His mother’s eyes narrowed slightly.“And how exactly did that happen?”Alexander’s jaw tightened.“She found out herself.”A brief silence followed.Then his father leaned back slowly in his chair, rubbing a hand thoughtfully across his chin.“This situation is becoming messier by the hour,” he muttered.Messier.The word made Amara’s stomach twist.Because to them—That’s what this was.A complication.A disruption.A problem to manage.Not a relationship.Not a child.Not feelings.And suddenly—She felt very sma







