SarahWhen I woke up in the morning, I was surprised to find him still next to me, his body warm against mine, his arms wrapped tightly around me.I can't help but smile, grateful for this small moment of tenderness between us. In the past, he had always left before I woke up, leaving me feeling abandoned and alone. But this time, he stayed.Maybe he is finally starting to warm up to me.I trace my fingers along the contours of his chest, memorizing every dip and curve. It is hard to believe that this beautiful, troubled man is real and that he is here with me.And he is mine.Yup, I have decided. Vincent is mine whether he likes it or not.I nuzzle his chest, a small giggle escapes me as his chest hair tickles my nose."Wha..." he mumbles in his sleep and tightens his embrace."Shh," I whisper, "Go back to sleep." I am not ready to get out of bed yet. It's not like he will hold me like this when he is awake, so I want to enjoy this while I can.But his eyes fly open, and his brows fu

Sarah"What's going on, Sarah?" Vincent asks."Vincent," I start, my voice quivering like a violin string plucked too hard. Damn it, Sarah, pull it together. This is your power play, not his.I shove the nervous energy aside, plant my feet firmly on the ground, and lock eyes with him. His gaze is all sharp edges and suspicion, but I've got a bombshell that'll crack that cool exterior."Look, I'm just going to say it," I declare, my heart punching against my ribs. Taking the leap, I force the words out before fear can clamp them back down my throat. "I'm pregnant."I let the sentence hang between us, watching as Vincent's meticulously crafted composure strains at the seams. My lips tug into a half-smile, a mix of triumph and challenge. Yeah, you didn't see that coming, did you?Vincent's face does a performance of its own, his eyes ballooning out like they're trying to escape his skull. He's a gaping fish, all open mouth and silent gasps, the news sucker-punching every ounce of Mr. CEO

SarahBy the look on Dad's face, he still didn't know what to say. He looks like a fish out of water."Is this true, Dad? Did you really ruin someone's life like that?" I ask quietly. I believe Vincent, but I want to hear from him directly."Don't believe him, Sarah. It wasn't like that. Maya was young, and she got too obsessed with me, so I had to end things. How would I know she will end up killing herself?" Dad says."You were still married and you took advantage of a young girl!" Vincent yells."I didn't know she was pregnant!" Dad says as he backs away from Vincent."It doesn't matter now, does it? She is dead. And now you are left with nothing," Vincent hisses."This is ridiculous! I won't stand here and listen to this. I will report you to the police for tricking me into signing over my company," my father says.Vincent chuckles. "Good luck, Thomas. I have paperwork to prove that you gave everything to me willingly."I flinch as I hear the bitterness in Vincent's voice. I knew

Sarah"Gosh, Sarah, your love life is like a rollercoaster ride through a maze!" Natalie exclaims, her straw twirling like a tiny tornado in her drink.I roll my eyes. "You think?" I retort."I mean, in the beginning you told me you hate him, saying he is an absolute villain. And now you're saying you love him? What's with the change of heart?" She asks."Well, you know how it goes, Nat. Love is like a box of chocolates—full of surprises and sometimes a little nutty," I quip, stirring my own drink absentmindedly. "And yeah, maybe he started out as the villain, but then he turned into this... I don't know, charming anti-hero or something. It's complicated."Natalie raises an eyebrow, her straw finally settling into her drink. "Charming anti-hero, huh? Sounds like you've been watching too many superhero movies."I shrug, a sheepish grin spreading across my face. "Maybe. But hey, at least my love life is never boring, right?""Hah, you got that right!" Natalie laughs. She suddenly turns

SarahVincent and I are walking inside the clinic. His fingers are gently entwined with mine, and I can't help but feel the warmth radiating from him.He kept his promise to me, and now attending my first doctor's appointment."Can you believe we're going to be parents?" I say, my voice filled with excitement.Vincent doesn't smile. But his hand tightens around mine. "I blame it all on myself. For my lack of using protection during sex."I roll my eyes. Of course, he can't just be appropriately excited. Always have to act all moody."Mr. and Mrs. Sterling?" called the nurse, ushering us into the examination room. As we settle into our seats, the anticipation seems to hum through the air like electricity. The doctor, a kind middle-aged woman with a warm smile, enters the room carrying a clipboard."Hello, Sarah and Vincent," she says warmly. "How are you both feeling today?""Excited!" I exclaim while Vincent nods quietly."Good, good," she replies, her eyes scanning the notes on her c