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CHLOE. I couldnt stop myself from being so upset especially because David was in the car with me. He was the one who had gone and mentioned Eli to Ethan. He didn't even care that Ethan could take my son away from me. He was the father of the chikd and he never knew anything about him from the beginning hence he never rejected the child. If this matter was taken to court, I would lose because I took the baby away from his father. Ethan never denied Eli, it was me who never told him. “Chloe…” David called me. The car was in motion and I was staring out the window. Just thinking about how I had lost Ethan for the rest of my life. I could never get him back because I lied. Now he thinks that I have slept with another man. He didn't know that he was the only man that I had ever been with. He was the only man who had ever touched me. Smelt me. Made me feel so good. The only man. It had been years since he sent me away from his home and I had not bring myself to be with another person.

CHLOE. The hospital smelled like antiseptic and quiet suffering. My heels clicked against the polished floors as I hurried through the long, white corridors. The receptionist had given me directions to the ward as soon as I arrived in the hospital but my heart pounded harder with every step. Grandpa was a kind man — the only person who had ever made me feel welcome in the cold, suffocating mansion. And when I came back to the city, he welcomed me. The news of his hospitalization had left a strange heaviness in my chest. This was because he was old and I was scared old age was going to take him away from… from Ethan. As much as I did not like Ethan anymore or care about him, I knew he had no one in this world again hence grandpa was his only family. Ethan would break if anything should happen to the old man. I paused outside the door to his room, taking a shaky breath before pushing it open, as I did not know what sight I was going to meet. The steady beep of the heart monitor fille

ETHAN. I didn't think it through. I never thought that Chloe would get that annoyed over my prank. It was just supposed to be lighthearted fun. But the moment she stormed off, I realized I had really crossed a line. I rushed after her, hoping to catch up and apologize, but by the time I got outside, she was gone. She didn't take one break. Even in her seven inches heels, she walked so fast, I wondered how she was able to carry herself. Well, she was Chloe Hathway. She was that woman. I sighed when I got our of the building and she was already in her car igniting, I ran a hand through my hair as I stood there like an idiot watching her drive off. Maybe she was heading to the hospital — after all, today was the day we were supposed to visit Grandpa together. She wouldn’t miss that, right? She promised grandpa that she was going to see him hence I was pretty sure she was going there to see him. Probably to report me to him. I laughed slightly, the thought of it making me laugh. With t

In Third-Person POVThe air in the dimly lit warehouse was thick with tension, the stale scent of old and abandoned, rusted metal filling the room. Eli sat bound to a chair, his wrists secured behind his back with thick ropes that bit into his skin and made him uncomfortable. His breathing was ragged, his face slick with sweat as he stared at the woman standing before him—Olivia. He didn't know the woman and he had never seen her before. She came to his school pretending to be a friend of his mother’s. He had thought it was her new assistant since David had left them. He followed her thinking he was going to see his mother. She was nice when she came to him, face beaming when she took him out of the school. But the moment the car was in motion and he could no longer see his school, she changed. As she stood in front of him, he could help but tremble in fear. Her expression was unreadable, her eyes cold as she traced a finger over the sleek barrel of the gun in her hand. The metallic

Ethan’s POVI sat in the dimly lit living room, staring into the amber liquid swirling in my glass as I stared into space. My mind was in a mess, the weight of the new information pressing down on me like an unbearable burden. Eli was my son. The words echoed over and over in my head, each repetition fueling so much inside of me. I didn't know what to do. I was confused and I had thought about it over and over. Eli, that little cute boy was my son. Chloe had kept him from me. She had let me walk away, believing he was another man’s child. I had spent these weeks thinking I had lost everything including her, never knowing that a part of me had been alive all along. She had carry my baby and she never told me. The sound of someone coming down the stairs yanked me out of my thoughts. I turned to see Granny stepping toward me, her sharp eyes scanning my face. She always had a way of knowing when something was wrong with me.She sighed, folding her arms. “What is it this time?”I hesita