Positively Yours Spoilers 소설 & 이야기

She saw the word Positive. The result fell from her hand, the paper fluttering to the ground. She held her chest, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to break out of her ribs. Then she held her head. "No!" this can't be, she muttered, her voice a little shaky. "I blew her up. Clara is dead. Clarisse can't be Clara. It's not possible." She had been so sure. So, so sure. But the paper on the floor was telling her a different story.

I told him coldly, and he immediately got up and began walking out of the room after bowing his head. "Wait," I told him before he could walk out of the door, and he stopped but didn't turn to me. "Switch on the television," I told him, and he finally turned. With a nod of his head, he walked over to Scarlett's television and switched it on, but just then, "Alpha Ryan's surrogate has been confirmed pregnant, and popular psychotic Alpha is now a soon-to-be father –" The news broadcaster kept announcing, but Jayden switched it off almost immediately before turning to me.

I signed at the bottom. As soon as I put the pen back on his desk, he nodded slightly. “Your debt is paid.” I stood frozen, not believing it. I had just signed my life away to him, and he said it so simply? Then, exactly two minutes later, my phone vibrated again. Not the debt collector. A bank notification. ‘Debt repayment in the name of Harper Family. Status: PAID IN FULL.’ I still stared at my phone screen with my mouth slightly open. I did not expect everything to be settled so fast.

“Any amount he wants… we’ll give it. Triple it. Whatever it takes, we'll give. Just make sure you don't lose the boy.” The room went quiet after that. And in that quiet, almost like it had been waiting patiently for exactly this moment, my phone suddenly buzzed on the hospital bedside table. I glanced at it without thinking. The screen lit up with a single notification from DirtyLink. I stared at it for a second longer than I should have. Three weeks. Three weeks since that message from my gay friend, JJ—“Something happened. I can’t make it. I’m sorry.” Nine words, and then complete silence.

Her entire fate was trapped inside this piece of paper and it would dictate whether she stayed in the shelter longer, moved to the main pack, or faced exile. After her intense encounter with Alpha Griffith yesterday, she wasn’t exactly thrilled about what might be inside. What if he already knew something? The results weren’t supposed to come for another month, but now… She unfolded the first page, skipping the introductory lines and going straight to the end. Her pulse pounded so loud she could hear it ringing in her ears. “What does it say?” Rosalind asked, leaning in. Daphne stared at the words, momentarily lost on how to feel. “I’m… approved.”

She looked like she was ready to jump on Matthew and do everything she could to kill him. “How dare you… How dare you judge us—” “We are not judging you,” it was Jasmine who finally spoke. And just like her husband, there was a glint of danger in her eyes as she looked at Clarice. “Just like Ciel, we are simply telling the truth.” Clarice sneered. “The truth? None of what you said is the truth! I love—”

I froze entirely, the food turning to ash in my mouth. "Lara has a boyfriend?" my mom asked, her voice cracking in pure, unadulterated shock. Alfred leaned back in his chair, a slow, malicious smirk spreading across his face as he delivered the final, devastating blow. "Didn't she tell you? Yeah. Her new boyfriend is a killer." "What?!" my parents screamed in unison, their chairs screeching against the floor as they bolted upright.

She tried to sound cheerful. I reached out to see the results for myself. My shaky fingers snatched the test strip from her hand and frantically, my gaze wandered to the lines. Two pink lines mean positive. At least, it's what Phoebe educated me on and no, I was not staring at two faint lines. Alpha Colton. He was the next thought in my head. Instantly, I dismissed the thoughts of Colton, found my feet moved from the toilet, pushed past Phoebe by the door, and staggered into the room.

“That’s not …” “Whatever,” she snaps, cutting me off. “Maybe they’ll listen to you.” She waves the test in Elara’s face, and I must control myself not to slap her hand away. She has no right to drag Elara into this mess. “It’s positive,” Elara says in a small voice. The confirmation is a punch in the gut. I want to grab the test from Alice’s hand and stamp it into oblivion, pretending it never existed. “See?” She smirks victoriously. “Don’t act like we weren’t fucking constantly before the mating ceremony. Surely, you’re not surprised?”

But Alaric coughed at this excuse. He could bet that Theodore didn’t understand her words. “Congratulations!!” “Though it is not confirmed yet. But I wish that the result will come out to be positive.” ‘What is this? Congratulations? Good news? Positive? What result?’ Theodore mind-linked Liara and glared at Alaric, who was coughing and grinning ear to ear. “Excuse me, please!!” Liara muttered and acted like she would vomit any moment and dragged Theodore from there in a hurry.