Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unexpected pregnancy with Alpha: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Olivia POVMoments later, we were sitting in the living room, a heavy silence hanging in the air. My eyes darted between Stephanie and Ryan. Stephanie sat forward on the edge of her seat, her hands folded, while Ryan leaned back slightly, one hand resting on his thigh. His expression was guarded, but I could see the tension etched in the tight set of his jaw.Stephanie broke the silence first. “Olivia,” she began softly, “I heard about the circulating rumors. People are claiming your project—the one that won you the scholarship—was fake.”My stomach twisted, and I fought the urge to fidget. So that was it. That’s why she had pushed me to make the cure today.My gaze shifted to Ryan. For a moment, I studied him. He must have known. He must have learned about the rumors earlier this morning. That would explain why he’d been so distant, why his usual comforting presence had felt muted. He didn’t want me to know, I realized.“Ryan,” I said, my voice quiet but sharp. “You knew about this,

Olivia’s POV The Trench bar buzzed faintly with chatter, a stark contrast to the uneasy silence between me and my three childhood friends before me—Tina, Lola, and Lydia. Their faces, once familiar and comforting, now held expressions that felt foreign: hesitation, avoidance, and something close to guilt.My voice wavered despite my efforts to stay composed. “I’m not asking for much—just your support at the hearing. You all know me. You know I wouldn’t do what they’re accusing me of.”Tina glanced at Lydia, who then exchanged a look with Lola. The air felt heavy, suffocating even, as if the weight of their unspoken thoughts pressed down on me. Finally, Tina spoke, her tone cautious but firm. “Olivia, it’s not that we don’t believe you… but this whole thing feels complicated. We don’t want to get involved.”Complicated? My chest tightened. I had thought they’d understand, that they’d stand by me as they always had. “Complicated how?” I asked, my voice trembling but laced with disbeli

Olivia's POV The phone felt heavy in my hand as Ryan’s voice filtered through the line, calm and steady. “Olivia, take a deep breath,” he said softly. “Just come home. I’ll meet you there soon.”His reassurance was a lifeline, but it wasn’t enough to hold back the ache in my chest. My throat tightened as I fought to keep my tears at bay. “Okay,” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling. I nodded to myself before hanging up.When we got to the house, I slipped out of the car and walked inside, numb and silent. My steps were unsteady as I headed to the guest room, a space tucked just far enough from the rest of the house to feel secluded.The door clicked shut, and I let go. I sank onto the edge of the bed, burying my face in my hands as sobs wracked through me. Every bit of frustration, confusion, and helplessness poured out, raw and unfiltered.Minutes blurred together until I heard the faint sound of a car pulling up outside. I hastily wiped at my face, but the tears wouldn’t stop.

Olivia's POV I looked away as the moderator continued, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within me. “The accused will now present her opening statement.”The room felt colder than it had any right to be. My palms were damp as I stood before the jury, their gazes drilling into me like lasers.I stepped forward, my palms sweaty as I tried to gather my thoughts. But the only thing I could focus on was Matt, his gaze boring into me like he was daring me to falter. I inhaled deeply, keeping my composure intact. Losing my temper here would only give my detractors more ammunition. Calm, Olivia. Calm.“I’d like to start by presenting some testimonies,” I began, my voice steady, though my heart raced like a runaway horse. I reached into my folder and pulled out the stack of signed documents Ryan and I collect—each one bearing witness to the legitimacy of my work.“These are written statements from individuals who were part of the initial testing phase of my project. They’ve documented their e

Olivia POVThe hearing resumed with an air of tension so thick I could almost feel it pressing against my skin. The room was quiet, save for the soft shuffling of papers and the occasional cough. My friends sat a row behind me, their presence a silent source of strength, though I could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on me.When Lydia was called upon, she walked to the front confidently. “I have known Olivia for years, and I can tell you she’s always been passionate about her work. She didn’t just stumble upon this formula—it’s her life’s work.”Tina stood next, surprising everyone by pulling a small, worn diary out of her bag. “This is Olivia’s childhood journal. Inside is the earliest version of the formula she discovered.” She flipped it open, showing pages filled with scribbled notes.Matt’s lips twitched into a smirk as he rose to speak, his voice laced with faux disbelief. “Interesting evidence, but it doesn’t quite add up.” He turned toward the panel of decision-makers, his