Lahat ng Kabanata ng Two Loves, One Destiny: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Kiara Jake knocked on the door. I didn’t need to look to know it was him. He arrived on time, exactly as we had agreed. I knew he was just as restless as I was. When I heard the door, I was sitting on the couch, staring at the window. I had seen him arrive in his car, and a wave of nerves hit me mercilessly. I asked Thomas to go upstairs with Juliette and leave us alone so we could talk calmly. Thomas didn’t want to leave the house or leave me alone with Jake, but it wasn’t right for him to be there, so we agreed he would go upstairs. He wasn’t happy about it, but he understood the situation. He respected me. “Thomas,” I grabbed his hand before he left. He turned to look at me, worried and anxious. I smiled softly. “You will always be the father of my babies,” I assured him. He gave me a small smile and a quick kiss on the lips. He left, and I forced my legs to walk toward the entrance. I opened the door and found myself face-to-face with Jake’s dominant, imposing presence. Hi

JakeI got into my car, overwhelmed by the dramatic changes in my life.I drove out of the neighborhood feeling like I could lose control of the wheel. I didn’t want to drive recklessly, but the anger was so intense that it was hard to contain.I gripped the steering wheel tightly and left the house.Irina was waiting for me on the couch with a cup of tea in her hand. She set it down on the small plate on the coffee table and stood up to give me a hug and a kiss on the lips. I acted coldly because a hug was the last thing I needed right now. I tried not to be cruel to her.“I don’t want to talk right now,” I said, stepping away from her and taking off my jacket.But Irina wasn’t going to stay silent. I walked toward the stairs, and she followed behind me.“Don’t tell me that. What happened? I’ve been waiting for you to tell me.”“Do you want the long version or the short one? The short one is that—they’re my children.”Irina’s footsteps stopped behind me. I climbed a couple more steps

Jake Seeing Kiara freshly out of bed and Thomas appearing in the hallway in his boxers stopped my world completely. I had never felt so much anger over something, not even when I was cheated on. Imagining Kiara naked with my brother overwhelmed me so much that I felt I had to do something. Something to get revenge. I never had the chance to get revenge. When the truth came out, I decided to take refuge in Irina because she was the only person besides me who knew everything. I got involved with her sister just like Kiara had with mine. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. But that wasn’t enough anymore, not after seeing Thomas show up looking so messy and freshly awake. Thomas frowned when he saw me, surprised to find me there. I turned to Kiara, ready to hurt her just as much as she had hurt me. I know I didn’t love her. I know nothing that Kiara said or did should matter to me. I didn’t want a relationship with Kiara. But I wanted her to be alone. I didn’t want her with my b

Kiara Jake and I had the same uncomfortable expression on our faces, and we both tried not to look at each other. My stomach twisted, warning me that I didn’t want to be here with him as my companion. Jake walked beside me, far too close for my liking. He looked confident, as always. As if everything around us belonged to him. I shouldn’t have let him come along. That was the first thing that crossed my mind when we stepped through the doors, but I hadn’t had a choice. Unfortunately. Everything had spiralled out of my hands. A sudden wave of anger toward Jake washed over me —I couldn’t believe I was walking next to him again after everything— but I swallowed the words. I had to stay calm, focus on my babies, and pray they were okay. The nurse opened the ultrasound room door when my name was called. “Come in, you can both enter now,” she announced with an automatic smile. I felt Jake’s stare on me as I took the first step inside. His fingers brushed my back, as if he wanted to g

Kiara The silence between Jake and me was still there, suspended in the air. I felt pressured, suffocated, and submerged in an emotion I couldn't understand. His hands were still over mine, warm, big, firm… and then the room’s door opened. The doctor walked in abruptly with a folder in her hand. “Alright, I’m back.” Jake reacted as if he’d been burned. He pulled his hands away so fast I almost felt the air move. He withdrew as if touching me —as if touching our babies— had been something forbidden or irresponsible. My chest tightened. Was that what he felt? Was it forbidden? Was it so disgusting for him to be seen touching me? At first, I didn’t feel comfortable with him touching me, but the way he pulled away made me feel sick. A sharp pang of wounded pride shot through me, and I looked at him before I could stop myself. A cold, hard, disdainful look that even surprised me. Jake noticed it. I saw it in his eyes, in the sudden tension of his back. But he didn’t say anything,