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Abigail's POV I'm probably used to opening my door and seeing him in front of it. But not with a uniform on and definitely not beckoning to go to school together. What is he up to? Using me as a cover-up? All the workers are on a sudden break? Is there a holiday or something? I heaved a sigh of relief. It's part of Nathan's plan isn't it? Whatever he plans to do, well he better leaves me out of it. I don't want to be part of anymore of his devious activities. I go and stand beside the car and crossed my arms while waiting for Nathan. He walks out shortly and reaches the car in no time. His sudden detestable countenance only reveals that he hated the car. I had chosen that car for that reason. It pleases me to see that awful look on his face. How my heart is filled with content. “Why not we use a fancy car instead?” He suggested, his eyes did stop staring awfully at the car as if it was covered with poop. “No. I want us to use this car.” I said, still posing a mea

Nathan's POV Claire was already waiting for me before I got in. It was a quite secretive location since it's not popular even in the school. As I walked to her, my heart shakes. What was so urgent that she needed to tell me?Where would this conversation lead to? I wonder.The look on her face like something is wrong baffles me.“Look Claire, I'm sorry okay? I know I've put you in a lot of stress and I'm ready to take full responsibility for my actions. Just tell me what is wrong?” I said to give her hope in case she was losing hers. I'm being serious anyway, besides, what choice do I have?“The pregnancy is not yours Nathan.” She snapped, biting her lips like she made a mistake with her words.“What did you just say...” I questioned, moving a bit closer, to hear her properly.“I lied about my pregnancy being yours Nathan.” She confessed, avoiding eye contact.I was shocked to hear that. I should be excited to hear that confession, but it feels too unreal to me.I swallowed, observin

Nathan's POV I sat behind the steering wheel with the engine turned off, staring through the windshield at the school building.Students were everywhere.Some were walking across the parking lot in groups, laughing like they didn't have a care in the world. Others stood near the entrance, talking in low voices before rushing off to class. Every now and then, someone would glance toward my car, recognize me, and quickly look away.I didn't need to hear what they were saying.I already knew.Gossip.That was the reason I wasn't in class today.I couldn't deal with it.I couldn't sit there while everyone whispered behind their hands and pretended they weren't talking about me. I couldn't listen to people twist every little thing into something it wasn't. And honestly, I didn't trust myself not to lose my temper.So I skipped class.Not because I was afraid.At least, that's what I kept telling myself.I was just tired.Tired of people.Tired of explanations.Tired of everyone acting lik