Sage's pov The faded photograph with its cryptic caption, haunted my thoughts through another sleepless night. "Proud to be a father." Kay. A baby. It gnawed at me, a relentless itch I couldn't scratch. The quiet, calm Kay, the seemingly basketball star was a father at twelve? It didn't add up, yet the image was undeniable.The next morning, driven by a desperate need for answers and a growing sense of unease, I went to the hospital. The same hospital I suspected the photo was taken in. I approached the records desk, my heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and grim determination. "I need information," I began, trying to sound authoritative, "about a birth that occurred approximately fourteen years ago."The receptionist, a kind-faced woman with tired eyes, politely but firmly refused. "I'm sorry, ma'am but patient information is confidential. We cannot release anything without proper authorization."I pleaded, I explained, I even tried to subtly hint at a family emergency bu
Sage's povThe digital glow of Pauline's social media page, with Kay's smiling face beside her, burned into my retinas long after I finally managed to close my eyes. Sleep refused to come, chased away by a swirling vortex of fear, betrayal and a crushing sense of dread. Every calm, knowing glance from Kay, every evasive answer from Pauline, twisted into a painful knot in my stomach. The thought that Kay, the calm and seemingly honest man, might be orchestrating this or at the very least, enabling Pauline's distance was unbearable.The next morning, I dragged myself out of bed, feeling more exhausted than when I'd gone to sleep. My head throbbed, a dull ache mirroring the one in my heart. I went through the motions of getting ready for school, my mind replaying the images from Pauline's page.I arrived at our usual classroom, my eyes immediately scanning for Pauline. Her seat, usually occupied by her, was conspicuously empty. A fresh wave of worry washed over me. She had never missed a
Sage's POV A week had passed since the mysterious "MK" bouquet, and life, in its relentless way, had carried on. The confusing encounter with Kay still lingered in my mind, a persistent whisper of unease, but the demands of my routine had slowly begun to reassert themselves. The biggest demand, right now, was basketball.I was back in training, the familiar squeak of sneakers on the court and the rhythmic thud of the ball against the polished wood a welcome distraction. The intensity of practice, the physical exertion, allowed me to momentarily push aside the emotional turmoil that had plagued me for weeks. My team, the Wildcats, were preparing for a crucial game against our rivals, the Jaguars. The air was thick with anticipation, and every drill, every sprint, felt charged with the weight of expectation.The day of the game arrived, crackling with energy. The stadium was packed, a roaring sea of cheering fans. Pauline, a vibrant blur in her cheerleader uniform, was already out on t
Sage's POV The rest of Professor Davies's class passed in a blur, my mind still reeling from the unexpected confrontation with Rina and the precarious lie I'd spun. Rina, for her part, remained silent, her usual smugness replaced by a subdued tension. The power dynamic between us had undeniably shifted, leaving her in a vulnerable position.As soon as the lecture ended, Pauline immediately turned to me, her brow furrowed with concern. "Sage, what on earth was that? Why did you just drag Rina out like that? Are you okay? What happened?" Her questions tumbled out, laced with genuine worry.I managed a weary smile, trying to sound nonchalant. "Oh, it was nothing, really," I began, choosing my words carefully. "Rina was just being her usual self, you know? She was making some passive-aggressive comments, and honestly, I was just so annoyed. I couldn't take it anymore. I just needed to get her away from me before I said something I'd regret." I omitted the part about her veiled threats,
Sage's POV Rina, despite the clear fear in her eyes, tried to regain some semblance of control. She lifted her chin, a shaky bravado returning to her voice. "You're bluffing," she spat, though the word lacked its usual venom. "You couldn't possibly have anything against me. Even the surveillance footage from that day showed nothing. They cleared me."A cold, mirthless laugh escaped my lips. The sound echoed in the tiled bathroom, amplifying the tension between us. "Oh, Rina," I scoffed, shaking my head slowly. "You truly are as naive as you are manipulative. You think I'm bluffing? You think I'm stupid?"My eyes bored into hers, unwavering. "I know exactly why that footage showed nothing," I continued, my voice low and cutting. "Because the security guard handling the surveillance was handsomely compensated to delete it, wasn't he? Or perhaps, knowing you, 'handsomely compensated' involved something less monetary and far more... personal." I let my gaze sweep over her, a sneer twisti
Sage's POV The quiet certainty of Kay's words echoed in my mind long after I left his apartment. Your friendship with Pauline... it will be affected. The truth of it, delivered with such calm, non-judgmental clarity, was a heavy weight. I spent the rest of the night wrestling with the impossible choice, the two pillars of my life – my best friend and the man I loved – seemingly poised to collapse if I chose one over the other. Sleep offered no escape, only a restless tossing and turning filled with fragmented images of Pauline's shocked face and Andrew's loving gaze.When I finally opened my eyes the next morning, the sunlight streaming through my window felt like a harsh spotlight. My body, still aching from the night with Andrew, felt even heavier with emotional exhaustion. The thought of facing the world, of pretending everything was fine, was overwhelming. My usual morning energy was completely absent, replaced by a profound weariness that settled deep in my bones.I rolled over