Semua Bab I Got Pregnant For The Wrong Twin: Bab 21 - Bab 30

SERENAI sat in the small consultation room, my hands clenched in my lap so tightly my knuckles had gone pale. My mother was in the next room getting her vitals checked again, and Lola was waiting out in the hallway because she said she didn't want to hover and make things worse. I didn't even have the energy to joke with her about it.Doctor Maria sat across from me with her tablet in hand, her face calm in that way doctors try to be when they know you're about to fall apart."Serena" she said gently, "the tests confirm what we suspected."I swallowed hard. My throat felt like sandpaper. "So it's... Alzheimer's?""Yes." Her voice didn't waver. "It's early stage, which is the one piece of good news we have. She still has a lot of her independence, and her symptoms will progress slowly. But we need to prepare."Prepare.I hated that word. It made it sound like we were packing for a trip and not talking about my mother losing pieces of herself until she didn't know me at all."Can you e

SERENAI sat at my desk pretending to type something important, even though my brain felt like it was sitting in mud. I kept thinking about my mom and the fact that I had absolutely no clue how I was going to juggle everything without something crashing. Amy kept glancing at me from her cubicle like she was waiting for me to start crying again, and honestly I wasn't far from doing exactly that.Then I heard footsteps that made the whole floor shift, and I didn’t even have to run to know it was Aiden. Even without looking up, I could feel half the girls adjusting their hair and acting busy. He stopped right in front of my desk, and his voice came out low."Miss Hale,” he said in a professional voice. “I‘ve been waiting for you. We have much to discuss.”I rolled my eyes at him, and he seemed to find that amusing. He was in a good mood, and he noticed Amy was staring at him, so he gave her a quick, devilish smile that must have made her panties drop half an inch. “Hi there,” he said. “

AIDENI’d never felt the sort of anger and hatred I felt than in the moment I drove away from Serena’s place. I was so mad that my vision blurred, and I could barely see what was in front of me as I sped down 5th Avenue. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I just wanted to punch something. And it was all because of Adrian. That motherfucker had pulled the last straw, and I wasn’t going to sit back and let him get away with it anymore. He had no right to treat Serena that way, and he had no right to stand there like a smug prick and grab her arm in front of me. If she hadn’t agreed to go with him, I was ready to punch him right in his pretty little face. It was bad enough being stuck with him for every single second of my life since birth. But we were grown men now, and there was no need to have to tolerate each other anymore. I only put on a smile and acted normal because we had to work together, for the good of the company. But today he’d crossed a line. His penthouse was a

SERENAI didn't even wait for the doorman to finish talking when I flashed my ID in his face and told him I worked for Knight Enterprises. He looked at the card then back up at me, then back at the card like he was trying to decide if I was lying. He looked like he was conflicted on whether to believe me or not, then he finally sighed and said, "Ma'am, Mr. Knight hasn't been down in days. I can't let anyone up unless he confirms it.""It's an emergency," I said. "He's not answering any calls, and he’s not responding to texts. Nobody has seen him in several days now. Please, just come with me if it makes you feel better. I just need to know he's alright."I guess something in my voice convinced him because he nodded and led me to the elevator. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my throat, and the whole ride up felt painfully slow even though the numbers were changing fast. When the elevator finally opened, we stepped out into the quiet hallway with polished floors and

SERENAI leaned against the doorway and watched Serena pace across the balcony while she talked on the phone with her mother. The late morning light made it easy to see her clearly from where I stood, and I couldn't stop staring at her even if I tried. She kept tucking her hair behind her ear every few seconds, and she kept switching from her left foot to her right, like she was nervous about something even though she was pretending she was fine. Everything about her drew me in without effort, and it annoyed the hell out of me that I had no control over that.My mind kept going back to what she told me at breakfast, that she was pregnant. The word kept replaying in my head like someone put it on a loop and refused to turn it off. I didn't know what I expected when I asked her that question, but hearing the truth hit harder than I thought it would. I didn't look shocked because I didn't want her panicking on top of everything else, and yet the truth was sitting heavy in my chest, and I