All Chapters of THE NIGHT I RUINED MY FOREVER : Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

Kylie’s POV “Blood pressure is stable. Baby stable. Stress-induced fainting episode. Rest recommended”. That was what the doctor said.“She needs a lot of rest”I nodded and frowned at the same time.Because rest is impossible when my head is full of unanswered questions.By the time I left the hospital, the sky was dull and heavy, like it’s holding something back. Yamah insisted on driving me home. He barely talked. His hands gripped the steering wheel too tightly. I watch his jaw clench and unclench, and I knew better than to push. The moment I stepped into the house, something inside me shifted.Something felt off.Aurora didn’t just die out of nowhere. She died violently. And the thought won’t leave me alone.I waited until Yamah disappeared into his study. The moment the door shut, I grabbed my bag and keys. My heart started racing before I even got into the car. I didn’t tell myself where I was going, but my hands already knew the route.Aurora’s house.The police tape was s

Yamah’s POV I sat at the edge of my bed long before the sun came up. The world outside kept moving, but inside me everything felt stuck. The photograph rested in my hand.I had stared at it for hours, tracing its edges with my thumb like it might disappear if I let go. I remembered exactly when that happened, though I tried not to think about it too much.A small smile flickered across my face, but it hurt more than it comforted.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, though no one was there to hear me.My chest tightened. Guilt wrapped around my ribs like chains. I had left something behind. Something I should never have abandoned. Something that kept haunting me every time I looked at this picture.The door creaked open behind me.I quickly lowered the photograph, but not fast enough.“Babe?” Kylie’s voice was soft and hesitant. “Are you okay?”I forced a breath into my lungs and placed the picture face-down on the bedside table before turning toward her. She stood in the doorway wearing one o

CHAPTER 35Kylie’s POVI barely slept the night before the DNA test.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Yamah, Loving me without questions. And then Liam’s face followed right after with anger and hurt. Desperate to prove that the child inside me was his.My chest felt tight and heavy. Like I was standing at the edge of a cliff with nowhere safe to fall.Morning came earlier than I expected. Liam arrived early, exactly as he had threatened. He did not even knock properly. Just walked in with that same stubborn energy, like I owed him answers.“Get ready,” he said. “We’re leaving now.”I forced a small smile. “Good morning to you too”“This isn’t a joke, Kylie.”His voice softened slightly when he looked at my stomach. But the tension in his eyes never disappeared.We drove to the hospital in silence.The air inside the car felt thick. Liam kept glancing at me like he was already preparing for victory. Like he was certain the results would bring me back to him.When we arrived, the ho

Yamah’s POVThe moment she saw the name, I knew I had run out of time.“Kira?” Kylie’s voice wasn’t loud. It was worse. Calm. Measured. Thinking.Liam was still catching his breath across the room, but suddenly he didn’t matter. The air shifted. The danger wasn’t him anymore.It was the phone in my hand.“Who is Kira?” she asked again.I locked the screen.“No one important.”Her eyes didn’t leave my face. She wasn’t the same girl who used to accept my answers just because I sounded confident. She had started watching me. Studying me.“Kira isn’t no one,” she said quietly. “You don’t tense up for no one.”I forced a small exhale. Controlled. “It’s business.”“At this hour?”“Yes.”She stepped closer. Not aggressively. Intentionally.“You don’t look at business like that,” she said.Like what?Like I had just seen a ghost.Liam gave a weak laugh from the side. “Oh, this is interesting.”“Stay out of it,” I said sharply without looking at him.But Kylie heard the shift in my tone. She a

Kylie’s POVI never knew hospital were terrifying when it was time to deliver.Yamah sat in the chair beside my hospital bed, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, fingers clasped tightly together. He hadn’t said much since we arrived. He just kept watching me like if he removed his eyes from me, something would go wrong.“You’re okay,” he kept saying.I wasn’t sure if he was reassuring me or himself.The contractions came in waves. Each one sharper than the last. I gripped the sheets and tried to breathe the way the nurse instructed, but my thoughts louder than the pain.His hair,his eyes. What if the features were clear.The nurse checked me again and gave Yamah a polite but firm look.“Sir, we’ll need you to step outside for a while.”His head snapped up. “Why?”“Hospital policy.”He hesitated.I swallowed and forced myself to speak.“It’s fine. I’ll be okay.”He looked at me like he didn’t believe that.“Kylie—”“Please.”My voice cracked.He studied my face for a second longer th