Panicking Over His Newfound Freedom
Hayden Baxter's sidepiece comes up to me and throws yet another tantrum.
"I love Hayden too much. Can't you let me have him?"
Hayden sits quietly on one side but texts me, "Just say yes and humor her for a bit."
I do as I am told, then wordlessly begin to pack up my stuff so I can move out of the home I share with Hayden.
On my way out, I hear his friends jesting, "Elena is surprisingly obedient. Does this mean she'll abort her baby if you ask her to, Hayden?"
Hayden raises a brow, looking nonchalant. "Want to place a bet on it?
"I bet she'd whine and throw a fit at the hospital entrance in a week, only to give in and do as she's told."
I don't argue. Instead, I quietly tap on my conversation with someone else.
"Will you marry me?"
"Yes."