Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Ex’s Pregnant Sister: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

The silence that followed Johnny’s departure was not ordinary.It wasn’t the kind of silence that came with peace or rest.It was heavy.Thick.Suffocating.Grace stood at the doorway long after he was gone, her fingers still curled slightly as if she could reach out and pull him back. But the road outside was empty now, and the faint echo of his car had long disappeared into the distance.Richard’s presence lingered behind her.She could feel it before she heard him.“Grace…”His voice was softer now. Careful. Almost regretful.But it didn’t matter.None of it mattered.She didn’t turn.Didn’t respond.“I know this is a lot,” he continued. “But I meant what I said. I’m not walking away again.”Still nothing.Grace felt something inside her slowly shutting down. Not breaking this time—no, she had already done enough breaking. This felt different.Colder.“I’ll give you time,” Richard added after a pause. “But I’m here now.”Finally, she spoke.“Then you shouldn’t have come.”Her voice

Grace didn’t move for a few seconds after the call ended.Her phone was still in her hand.Her mind—racing.“He went to my parents…” she repeated quietly.Johnny watched her carefully.“And they want you to go back?” he asked.Grace nodded slowly.“To prepare for marriage,” she added.The words felt unreal even as she said them.Silence filled the room.Johnny looked away for a moment.Then back at her.“Are you going?” he asked.The question hung between them.Heavy.Grace hesitated.“I… don’t know.”Johnny’s jaw tightened slightly.“If you go…” he started, then paused.Grace looked at him.Waiting.He exhaled slowly.“Are you coming back?” he asked.That one hit deeper than everything else.Grace’s chest tightened.“You think I’d just… stay there?” she asked softly.“I don’t know what to think right now,” Johnny replied honestly.Silence again.But this one—Wasn’t hostile.It was real.Grace took a deep breath.“I’m not going there to agree to anything,” she said firmly.Johnny’s e

Grace didn’t see it coming.One moment, she was walking out of the house—head high, heart pounding, determined to finally take control of her life.The next—Everything tilted.Her vision blurred.A sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen, so sudden and intense it forced a gasp out of her lips.She grabbed the doorframe for support.“Grace?” her mother called from behind, irritation still lingering in her tone.Grace tried to respond.But another wave hit.Stronger.Her knees buckled.And before anyone could react—She collapsed.“Grace!”The room erupted into chaos.Her mother rushed forward, panic replacing anger instantly.Richard froze for half a second before moving.“Call a car!” someone shouted.Grace’s breathing became uneven.Her hands instinctively moved to her stomach.“It’s too early…” she whispered weakly.But her body said otherwise.At The Hospital The hospital lights were blinding.Voices overlapped.Feet rushed.Machines beeped.“She’s going into labor!”“Prepare t

The city didn’t wait for anyone.Not for heartbreak.Not for unfinished conversations.Not even for the quiet weight Johnny carried in his chest as he stepped out of the car and into the familiar rush of his world.Everything looked the same.The buildings.The noise.The movement.But something felt… off.Johnny adjusted his jacket as he walked into his apartment.The door clicked shut behind him.Silence.A different kind of silence than the hospital.Not heavy.Not emotional.Just empty.He dropped his keys on the table.Ran a hand through his hair.For a momentHe just stood there.Then his eyes drifted.To the corner.The baby stroller.Still neatly arranged.Untouched.Everything exactly the way they had planned it.Johnny walked closer slowly.His fingers brushed lightly against the edge of the stroller.He could almost hear Grace’s voice.Her excitement.Her laughter.“This is where she’ll sleep…”He closed his eyes briefly.Then exhaled.“She’s not here,” he muttered.And nei

Silence can be louder than words.Grace felt it the moment she stepped back into the house.The baby stirred softly in her arms, unaware of the storm building inside her.She moved slowly to her room, closing the door behind her with a quiet click.Then she leaned against it.Her chest rose and fell unevenly.Her phone was still in her hand.That pictureIt wouldn’t leave her mind.Johnny.And Anita.Too close.Too comfortable.Grace squeezed her eyes shut.“No…” she whispered.But the doubt had already crept in.And doubt—Once it finds a place—Doesn’t leave easily.She walked to the bed and sat down carefully, placing the baby in the crib beside her.Her hands trembled slightly.“Maybe it’s not what it looks like…” she tried to convince herself.But then another thought followed immediately.Then why didn’t he call?Grace swallowed hard.He hadn’t called.Not once since he left.And neither had she.The distance between them had turned into something else.Something heavier.Someth