Chapter 47

~Dylan

The scene at the birthday celebration was a bustle of activity, the sounds of laughter and conversation filling the air. Everyone was dressed in their finest attire, eager to celebrate Albert's big day.

Charlotte and Adam stood arm-in-arm, their smiles radiant, I couldn't help myself getting jealous .

And then, just as I was about to make my way across the room, I saw her. Eleanor, her pregnancy belly swollen and round, walked towards me with a tentative smile.

"Dylan," she said, her voice gentle and sweet.

Eleanor's expression crumpled, her lower lip quivering as she struggled to hold back tears. "Dylan, Adam has refused to accept me and the baby into his life," she whispered, her voice quavering with emotion.

"I was so wrong to deceive you, to make you think the baby was yours. I'm so sorry, Dylan, please forgive me."

I shook my head, my expression hardening into a sneer. "Sorry, Eleanor," I said, my voice dripping with contempt. "You reap what you sow, and you deserve every