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After getting home, we made our way inside. I was exhausted .I still couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I never cry—but now, all the walls I built over the years were crumbling, one by one.Why was life treating me like this? Was it because I’ve killed? Was this punishment for all the blood on my hands? If so, why not just send death to take me? Because I’m not strong enough for this… I never was.“Ian… please stop overthinking,” Amanda’s voice broke through my spiral. “It’s not good for your health. You’re pregnant. This stress—it might affect the babies.”I looked up at her, tears welling in my eyes. She rushed to my side, wrapping her arms tightly around me.“Let it out, Ian,” she whispered. “You can cry. Once in a while. It doesn’t make you weak—it just makes you human.”And with those words, I broke. I cried—no, I sobbed into her shoulder.“Why did they treat me like this, Amanda?” I choked out. “I didn’t do anything wrong. I didn’t even know I could get pregnant. I’m a g

I can’t believe he’s standing here right now. What if he doesn’t accept the pregnancy? I don’t think I’ll be able to handle a rejection right now. Where would I even start from? I should just calm down… let me hear what he has to say.“You don’t have to be rude in front of my guests,” Alexandra snapped at her brother, giving him a nasty look. “I might be having an important meeting right now. And not every woman wants a rude ass like you—just the ones who want cash. Since that’s the only good thing you offer them.”I caught Amanda smirking from the corner of my eye. She really enjoyed watching people ego get bruised—especially the ones she disliked.Alex started walking toward us.“Then why don’t you hold the meeting at— Ian? Is that you?” he asked, suddenly pausing mid-step. But I didn’t look at him. Not yet. I wasn’t sure what his next words would be, and I couldn’t bear to read his expression just yet.Before he could come any closer, Amanda lifted her hand and blocked him.“Why

I woke up slowly, feeling incredibly warm. I snuggled further into the heat source beside me, but stopped abruptly when I felt something graze between my butt cheeks. Arms were tightly wrapped around my waist, holding me in place. Alex. Shit. I forgot we do sleep in the same bed now. I don’t even know what we are yet or where this is actually leading to. Did he actually like me, or was he just putting up with me because I’m carrying his children? That thought alone made my chest ache. If I’m being honest, I don’t even know what we’re trying to build, if anything. It's been two weeks since Amanda and I got here. Everything else seems fine. Amanda and Alexandra have grown close, and she and Alex are no longer constantly at odds. They talk when necessary, at least. But me and Alex? We haven’t had a real conversation. No serious talks, no heart to hearts. I even spoke to Alexandra about it. She told me to give him time, that this was just how he gets when something’s weighing on his mi

It’s been a week since things shifted between Alex and me. Surprisingly, everything has been going well. We now have small talk, soft kisses here and there, but he never lets it go any deeper. Every time things start getting steamy, he pulls away. It’s getting frustrating. Why won’t he just go further? We’ve had sex before, so I don’t understand what’s stopping him now. Is it because I'm pregnant? Is it going to affect the babies?, i really don't know. My feelings for him grow stronger every day. I find myself craving his touch more than ever. It’s honestly becoming scary. I’m starting to wonder if I’ve completely lost my mind. The sudden ringing of my phone pulls me out of my thoughts. I don’t even bother checking the caller ID. “Hello, dickhead!” Amanda’s voice screeches through the speaker, making me pull the phone away from my ear. “Good day to you too, Amanda,” I reply dryly. “Come on, can’t you match the energy?” she says, and I can already picture her pout. “No.”

It’s been a week since Alex and I started spending real time together. Everything has been going fine, better than I expected, honestly. He’s been teaching me how to read and write, just like he promised. We started with the alphabet and slowly began trying to sound out small words. But seriously, English is so damn complicated and exhausting. I mean, how are there words that sound the same but are spelled differently? And some words are spelled the same but pronounced completely differently. How is that even possible? Sometimes, I feel like I preferred it back when I didn’t know any of this. Just speak what I know, and that’s it. “Arrgh,” I muttered. I decided to brush my teeth and get out of the bathroom before my brain exploded. After brushing, I splashed cold water on my face and dried it with a towel, then stepped out. Alex was sitting at the edge of the bed, looking tense as he stared at his phone. He didn’t even notice when I climbed onto the bed behind him, kneeling and p