All Chapters of Just The 3 Of Us: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

I looked at the night city lights, breathing in the fresh air from the balcony. The music inside and the sheer number of people attending the company’s party overwhelmed me, which is why I went outside. I took a sip from the glass of champagne I was holding as I leaned on the railing. The lights from the city amazed me. December had just begun, yet I could already see the Christmas lights and decorations hanging even in the distance. We were many floors up, but I could still hear the bustling sounds of the night market not far away from the building where the party was being held.The cold breeze touched my bare skin, and I shivered, closing my eyes. I was wearing a long yellow-silk gown that shimmered like a moonlight, hugging my figure. Its soft, lightweight material gently kissed my skin. The gown’s cowl neckline draped gently over my collarbones, while the deep open back made me feel the night’s chill.Lost in thought, I barely noticed the door opening behind me, revealing my co-

“You what?!” Amara exclaimed, slamming her palms on the table so hard that the vase almost fell.I winced. We had moved from the bathroom to our tiny kitchen just to talk properly, and honestly, I couldn’t blame her for losing it after hearing the story. I had finally told her what happened a few weeks ago—what I remembered of it—and who probably the father was.“Amara, please,” I urged her, lowering my voice. “Calm down, will you? It’s late. The neighbors might hear us—”“I don’t care if it’s eleven in the evening or three in the morning!” she snapped, her voice dropping only slightly. “You’re telling me you got drunk at a company event and did it with— with—”She buried her hands in her head, unable to finish the sentence.“It was a mistake!” I whispered, instinctively playing with my fingers.“A mistake?!” She stared at me like someone had personally offended her. “Girl, that did not sound like a mistake at all. It sounded like you were desperate for it just to forget that boy best

Erica kept talking, but my mind was just drifting all over the place except the present. Her words blurred into noise—as if someone’s flipping book pages too fast to catch“... oh right, by the way,” Erica casually dropped the bomb, snapping me back, “the CEO’s visiting this department later.”My soul left my body. I stared at her in raw horror. Perfect. Just perfect. As if running into him in the elevator wasn’t enough for one morning, and now he’s coming here. To our department. To the same floor. Inhaling the same oxygen I breathe. Is the universe punishing me for what happened that night? If so, then I fully repent all my sins!“Really!” I blurted far too loudly. Erica clamped her hand over my mouth as some of our officemates were starting to turn to look at us. We silently bowed our heads and whispered sorry.“Vera, calm down,” she whispered, stifling a laugh. “Yes. I heard our manager say so.”“For what?” I asked, my voice thin, my stomach twisting itself into knots.“Oh, I beli