LOGINRiley's Pov
I never knew that my marriage to Ethan could be so blissful and full of memories because of Sophie's presence in our house. If I had known, I would have invited Sophia to the house a very long time ago.
Recently, since Sophia has been home, Ethan has been staying at home more often. Before, his work hours had always ended at night, but recently, he had been coming home quickly, and the food I had been cooking in the morning, afternoon, and evening, he had been eating them, unlike before, when he would leave them all on the dining table without touching them.
Like every other day, I woke up early to prepare breakfast, get into the kitchen, and open the fridge to pick out the ingredients I would need for the food I would be preparing. Sophia met me there when I was at it.
"Good morning, sis. You look radiant this morning, like every day." She said to me.
I chuckled at her words wholeheartedly, and replied to her, "You are no different."
Recently, since Sophia had been around, we had not been fighting like we were when we were at my parents' house. In fact, we were so close that I couldn't imagine that we were not.
Sophia was nothing but homey. She made everything lively and would effortlessly cause Ethan to smile at intervals. There was no dull moment with Sophie around.
"Oh! The fridge is almost empty," I noticed, and said with my head still bowed towards the fridge, "I should go to the market later to refill it."
I stood right, then I turned to face Sophia, "Will you mind going along with me to the market to buy the groceries?"
Her eyes popped, almost pulling out of her eye sockets. "Do you just say that you will be going out later?"
I nodded, "Yes, why?"
She shrugged, "Nothing. Just that you have been staying at home with nowhere to go. I almost thought that you were allergic to the sun like a vampire." She joked and laughed at her joke.
I smiled at her and faced what I was doing.
I cooked breakfast with Sophia helping me to grab a thing or two around the kitchen and to help with some mixture.
When we were done, she volunteered to get Ethan to the dining, and I did not mind. I allowed her.
They came to the dining room. I told Ethan about the little plan that I would be going to the market when we were eating.
"Okay," He replied simply to me, and smiled at Sophie, "That means we will be at home alone for those hours."
"I can't wait."
I had to cut into their words, "Are you not going to the office today, Ethan?"
"No, I will work from home." He told me.
I smiled. That was what I was talking about.
Before Sophia came, the office room at home was useless, and I knew by now, it could have been covered with cobwebs, but after Sophia, my husband wanted to take all chances to stay at home.
I saw no danger in that, I was glad.
Breakfast was different, Sophia and Ethan were discussing, and I was left out. I didn't mind it at all, I let it be. At some point, I would invite myself to their discussion and later invite myself out of it. It felt weird to me. In a good way.
When we were done with breakfast, I took the dirty dishes to the kitchen to wash while Ethan went to his office and Sophie took the excuse of going to her room to relax.
When I was done with washing the dishes, I went to my room to dress up and get ready for the market. I dropped my bag in the sitting room and went to the kitchen to jot down everything I would be buying, so that I wouldn't miss out on anything.
I made to return to the sitting room to pick up my bag, but I came across Sophia. She had changed her dress. Now, she wore a short-sleeve shirt with some buttons left undone, and a little bit of her cleavage was left on display. Her earlobes had bold earrings dangling down from them, and her feet had matching heels put on them.
She was a little stiffen when she saw me, but it was not for long. She got herself back and showed her full dress to me, "How do I look, sis? I'm on a quest to seduce my crush. Do you think he would look at me twice?"
I smiled at her and shook every negative thought that was initially creeping into my mind away. "Of course, with a body like yours and a skin this smooth? You don't have to try harder." I praised her.
"Thanks, sis. Won't you be on your way?" She asked.
"I should." I went to where I dropped my bag and picked it up. "Should I drop you off?"
She waved at me with her butt shot backwards, "No, I can find my way to the place."
I nodded and left the house.
That day at the market was different, I was in a hurry to buy everything I had on my list because I was not calm. Even though Sophia did not show any form of suspicion, I couldn't help but be suspicious, and my heart wouldn't stop banging in my ribcage.
I returned home earlier than I should have and strangely, everywhere fell silent. I didn't think anything of it.
I singlehandedly began to put everything I bought into the kitchen. When I was done, I took out a bottle of wine and poured a little portion into a glass. I took it to Ethan's office so that he could have something to sip while working.
I did not knock at his office door when I got there, I opened it and entered from my side.
"Your..." I paused and completed my words silently, "Wine."
I was shocked by what was before me. Ethan, my husband, had my sister trapped on his desk. Her skirt was lifted with his hands and I saw his fingers trapped inside the opening between her legs, and their lips were aggressively eating each other's lips.
I dropped the glass with me, "Ethan!"
Riley’s POVThe drive home was dead silent. Claire kept glancing at me from the corner of her eye, but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t have to. My mind was still stuck in that hospital room, the smell of disinfectant, the steady beep of the monitor, the weight of the doctor’s words echoing in my head.I was pregnant.I had spent the entire ride convincing myself to breathe normally, to look forward to the next day and just get home.When we turned into my street, I thought I was hallucinating. A sleek white Mercedes was parked right in front of my gate, the kind of car that clearly didn’t belong in this quiet neighborhood. For a moment, I thought maybe one of my new neighbors had guests. But as Claire slowed down, I could see her…. Sophia, leaning casually against the car, her arms folded, phone in one hand, she wore that self-satisfied smile that made my stomach twist.I felt Claire stiffen beside me.“What in the fucking hell is she doing here?” Claire muttered, parking the c
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