I couldn’t believe it. Trayson was awake. Talking. Alive. Relief and dread worked together inside me. I was glad he was conscious—no one here wanted a murder charge hanging over their head. But he was awake.Do you understand what I mean?He was going to talk. And what would he say?Would he say that Emerson attacked him? Would he twist the truth in his favour? Every eye in this room had already judged me. Even the officer, who was supposed to remain neutral, seemed to believe I was guilty.The worst part? Tina.This was the same woman who had spent the entire dinner praising me, gushing about how much she liked me. Her son had said so himself too. Now, here she was, transformed into a raging lioness, accusing me of being a monster who had hurt her son. And no matter what Trayson said—no matter what those security tapes from the restaurant revealed—Tina wasn’t going to believe that her precious son was an arrogant asshole.BUT, No alcohol in his system? Seriously?I remembered the fla
After the nurse disappeared, the silence in the waiting room thickened. Every pair of eyes turned to me again.Tina’s gaze was sharp and accusing, her lips pressed into a tight, angry line. Eric didn’t bother hiding his disgust. He looked over me with disdain. Rita threw glances at me now and then and I couldn't tell what she was thinking, but I knew which side she was.I sat there, wondering.Why does Trey want to see me?The question circled in my mind over and over like a broken record. It made no sense. Why would he want me, of all people, by his bedside? This wasn’t just strange—it was absurd. Whether he realized it or not, he was putting me in a position I didn’t want to be in, a position I didn’t ask for.The minutes dragged on in agonizing silence.Finally, Tina broke it with a snarl. “Oh no. No one is stopping me. I’m going to see my son.”Without waiting for anyone’s response, she marched off furiously as she barreled down the hallway in search of Trey’s ward.Emerson exhal
"You're not running away from this," Eric suddenly snapped at me. "You're not running away from what you did. You're staying here until the last second. I mean, look at Rita. She's pregnant, but she's still here. This is a person you're going to work with. Can't you just stay until we make sure he's okay and fine, and then we’ll all go home?"I flinched at his words, turning my head. His eyes were locked on me. He had been watching us, waiting, studying, and now he had his moment."Mind your own business and take care of your wife," Emerson interrupted, "and leave mine to myself."Eric scoffed, rolling his eyes, but he obediently placed a hand on Rita’s back. "It’s okay, baby," he cooed, his voice dripping with false concern. "We’re going home soon. I’m so sorry about this whole thing." He made a show of shaking his head, as though the weighing heavily on him.I didn’t dignify him with a response.The police officer sighed deeply. "I know you want to go home. I want to go home too,"
"Oh... yeah," Eric muttered, realization dawning on his face. "Yeah, I remember. Tough stuff, that." He glanced at me with a raised brow. "Did that really happen? Because for a second, I thought you were just trying to paint her as a villain.""Of course, it happened!" Rita snapped. "You can go back to our high school and ask. But I kept her secret. That’s why nobody ever found out she was the one who did it."Ritq had gained Tina’s curiosity, her eyes narrowing as she leaned forward. "What are the two of you talking about?" she demanded. "I want to know. Maybe it has something to do with what happened to Trey tonight."I felt my head spin. "Are you serious right now? How are the two even connected? I just met Trey tonight! What does that have to do with anything I did in high school?"Tina’s lips curled into a smug smile. "It shows your history—your history of violence."I groaned, dragging a hand down my face. "Oh my God, I can’t take this anymore!" I turned to the officer, my patie
"Trey…..," I exclaimed.The officer said, his voice steely, "I know you're in pain And I'm sorry, but I can’t leave this room."Trey's jaw tightened as he glared at him. His eyes flashed with irritation before a slow smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You know what? Fine," he muttered.He reached over, grabbed the call button on his bed, and pressed it furiously, his thumb jabbing the button over and over until, moments later, a nurse burst in, nearly out of breath."Yes, Mr. Flagger?" she gasped, her eyes wide with alarm. "Are you okay? What is it?"Trey didn’t look at her. His eyes were fixed on the officer as he pointed a finger toward him. "Tell my mother I want this officer out of my room before I lose my mind!" His voice cracked with barely restrained fury as he practically shouted at the poor woman.The nurse flinched as she scrambled backwards. "I’ll… I’ll let her know right away," she stammered before hurrying off.The door hadn’t even fully closed when the officer
I forced a smile onto my face as I walked closer toward him, keeping as much space between us as I possibly could. The air between us hung heavy with tension, and he watched me in silence, his eyes dark and unreadable. For a moment, the only sound in the room was the faint beeping of the heart monitor. I needed to break the silence and end this moment so I could leave the room immediately.“So,” I started, my voice light, “how are you feeling?”“My head hurts, my eye hurts, my hand hurts,” he said flatly. “And I feel like shit.”I nodded, forcing myself to appear sympathetic. “But you’re going to live, right?”He offered a slow, lazy smile, his eyes never leaving mine. “Yes, Mina. I’m afraid I’m going to keep on living. Probably for a very long time.”“Okay.” I exhaled. “Then since you’re alright, I think I’ll just tell everybody in the waiting room that you’re fine, you’re good, and everything is okay.” I turned slightly, already preparing to make my exit. “I’ll be on my way.”He
“He’s my fiancé,” I corrected him through gritted teeth.“Yeah, whatever,” Trey continued dismissively. “Maybe Emerson Blackwind won’t go to jail. But think of his name. Think of the blackWind’s name. Think of his company, his investors, and the precious stock prices. His name is supposed to be clean, Mina. He’s supposed to be above scandal. He’s managed it so well for so long, right? But then—” Trey grinned wickedly, “he got engaged to his son’s ex-wife. That raised a few eyebrows, sure, but people love a rich man’s drama. They excused it and put all the blame on you instead. But violence? Assault? Oh, that’s a whole different story. Violence ruins reputations. People will piece it all together—the engagement, the temper, and suddenly...” He chuckled softly, “Suddenly, Emerson Blackwind isn't who he used to be anymore..”My stomach churned. “You’ve really thought this through, haven’t you?”Trey shrugged again, unbothered. “I mean, h hitting me could’ve been one of the best moments
“You don’t know why I quit in the first place,” I snapped. “It’s more personal than you think.”“Doesn’t matter. If you walk away now, you’re still a quitter. And I’m not going to let you.”I raised an eyebrow. “You’re not going to let me?”“That’s right.” His tone hardened. “You're useful right now. My second demand is simple: you’re not quitting Black Wind. You’re staying until our project is finished. Until you’ve completed the deal with Flagler Corporation, you’re not walking away.”I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms,“And when this project is over?”“Then you can quit all you like. But until then? You’re staying. So start thinking about work, Nina. You’re not done with me yet. You will be seeing a lot of me in the future.”“What is it with you?” I snapped, my eyes narrowing.Trey raised a brow, feigning innocence. “What do you mean?”“Does making me feel uncomfortable do something for your ego? Does it give you a high? Or what? Does it get you hard? Is that it?”
By the time we turned back towards the room, we noticed that the doctor had already left. I guess there had been too much crying in the room. I found myself laughing. "I'm so happy, Emerson." He grinned, his excitement evident. "I'm even happier. You don’t know how I’m feeling right now. I want to—" He let out a breathless laugh. "I want to dance. I want to jump with joy. I want to scream it from the top of this building. I'm going to be a dad, Mina!" "And I'm going to be a mom," I said, my voice breaking as fresh tears welled in my eyes. Emerson's expression softened. "Oh my God, why are you still crying? I don’t think it’s good for the baby to cry so much." "I know," I sniffled, wiping my eyes. "I’m going to try. I really am. But I don’t know how to stop—I’m just so happy." At that moment, my stomach let out a loud rumble. Emerson chuckled. "Looks like our baby is hu
The doctor’s expression remained calm. “Did you drink every day?”I shook my head quickly. “No, not every day. Just occasionally.”Guilt flooded me. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I—I didn’t know I was pregnant.” My voice cracked, and the tears returned, burning the back of my eyes.The doctor placed a hand on my shoulder, squeezing gently. “Mina, it’s okay. You didn’t know.”I hiccupped on a sob. “But what if I—”“Listen to me,” she interrupted firmly, “You and the baby are healthy. Tomorrow, we’ll do a full examination, and so far, everything looks good. The important thing is that you know now. And because you know, I trust that you’ll take better care of yourself from here on out.”I sniffled, nodding, still feeling the weight of my mistakes.“But I need you to stop panicking, Mina,” she continued. “Stress will raise your blood pressure, and that’s not good for the baby. Right now, I just need you to focus on resting and
I just sat there, staring at Emmerson. My tongue felt heavy like it was weighed down by all that I couldn’t bring myself to say.“Come on, what is it?” Emerson urged, his voice softer now, careful. “Tell me whatever it is. We can go through it together.”But there was fear in his eyes. A fear that told me he was bracing himself for the worst.I opened my mouth, but no words came out.Before I could even attempt to find them, Trey spoke up. “We’re still waiting for the results. There hasn’t been a concrete answer yet.”Emerson exhaled, his shoulders losing a fraction of their tension. “What do you mean, concrete answer? What did the doctor say? What could it be?”“It’s fine,” I said quickly, nodding as I squeezed his hand. “Just wait for the results.”He looked at me, then at our intertwined fingers, and for some reason, my hands were trembling.Then he turned to Trey. “Treyson, can I talk to you aside for a minute?”Panic spiked in my chest. I clutched Emerson’s hand tighter. “No.
Trey looked at me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes—sympathy, maybe even sadness. His voice was quiet when he spoke again.“You’re pregnant, Mina.”I stared at him. The words didn’t make sense. They bounced around in my head, refusing to settle.“It’s not possible,” I said, a hollow laugh escaping my lips. It carried no joy, only confusion. “What are you saying, Trey? I can’t be pregnant. I… It’s impossible, okay?”I didn’t even know what I was saying anymore. My mind scrambled for explanations, for reasons..... This couldn't be true.Trey didn’t argue. He simply took my hand and placed it gently on the bed between us. His grip is grounding.“The doctors just confirmed it. You’re a hundred per cent pregnant.”“But how?” I whispered, shaking my head violently, as if denying it hard enough would make it untrue. If I accepted it if I let this idea take root in my mind, only for it to be ripped away later… I wouldn’t survive that. I couldn't.“They’re wrong,
I exhaled and looked at him. "Eric, you're just a bad human being. You slept with my sister, got her pregnant, and you were about to marry her. And not once did I attack you. Not once did I go to the papers and say, 'I broke up with Eric Blackwind because he slept with my sister.' That would have made headlines. I could have made a lot of money from your Betrayal. But I didn’t."I shook my head, disbelief coursing through me. "But the minute you found out I was with Emerson, you—" I scoffed. "You acted like I had committed murder... As if I had done something that deserved a death sentence. You acted like the real person that, deep down, you really are."Eric bowed his head, his voice barely a whisper. "I'm sorry. I know I'm not a good person. I'm selfish and arrogant. I'm all those things. I'm evil. I am all that you accuse me of and more"His fingers curled into fists, his jaw tightening before he spoke again. "And you know I didn’t want to divorce you.
"You!" Rita’s voice sliced through the air like a dagger, her finger trembling as she pointed at me. "This is all your fault!" She accused, her voice filled with bitterness.I blinked, frozen. "What did I do?""You did this to me!" she screamed, her face filled with rage. "You turned Trey against me! And now you’re turning Eric against me too! You’re turning everyone against me!" She cried bitterly.I stared at her in shock and disbelief. "Are you serious?"Her chest heaved. "It was always you. Always you!" she spat. "Mom always complaining about you. Dad would always talk about how smart you were, and how nice you were. It was always Mina this, Mina that! It was almost like I was invisible."Oh. So that’s what this was about.I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. "So this is about our childhood?" I asked, arching a brow. "About how you felt ignored while mom never spared me a glance? Did we have the same childhood? Mom adores you.
"Don't say that," Rita cried, her voice cracking with desperation. "Please, don't say that."Eric’s face remained cold, without any emotion. "You destroyed my life." His words were sharp, cutting through the air. "You told me you loved me. You promised me a family because you knew how much I loved talking about having a baby of my own, about having a family. But you? You were never who you pretended to be."Rita shook her head violently. "No, Eric, please—""What were you after, really?" Eric went on, his voice filled with disdain. "Always speaking ill of Mina behind her back, always trying to turn me against her. Now I see your true colours. I don’t know if it’s the hate you have for her or if it’s the money you were after. Because you spent more money than Mina ever did while we started dating until we got married, you spent ten times more. And I let you—because I wanted you to be happy. But to realize this about you now....?"His jaw clenched as he exhaled."No, Eric, stop saying t
It was Eric. How did he get in here? How did he even find us? I didn’t hear the door open. But perhaps it didn’t matter, as I had been so absorbed in the heated argument between Trey and Rita that I hadn’t noticed anything else.Then, I heard Rita screech. “Eric, what are you doing here?”“I followed you, darling,” Eric answered, his voice dripping with mockery. “I wanted to know where you would go. And I had a feeling. And I was right. You fucking stupid—”Before I could react, the sounds of stomping filled the air, then a groan. Rita screamed, “Stop it! Stop it! Get off him! Get off him!”The sound of fists meeting flesh followed, making my stomach churn. I couldn’t stay in the hallway any longer. I turned and ran toward the living room, my heart racing.What I saw when I arrived left me frozen in place.Eric and Trey were going at it, their fists flying as they threw punches, pushing each other down, slamming each other into furniture. Their anger was evident in the room.Rita wa
“Are you breaking up with me, Trey?” Rita’s voice pitched higher, full of disbelief.“I’m not breaking up with you because we were never together, to begin with.”“Then what was all that?” Her voice grew louder, more frantic. “The way you flirted with me, the way you used to compliment me, the way you and I were so intertwined with each other. The way we fucked... You can’t tell me that you didn’t feel it.”Trey was silent for a moment before answering. “You’re right. We didn’t make love. We fucked. We had sex. It’s done. I regret it. Now it’s over. I would really advise you to start focusing on your marriage right now.”The room went silent for a few seconds, and I leaned closer, straining to hear what they were saying.Then, I heard Rita’s voice, screeching in fury.“Are you fucking kidding me, Trey? Are you stupid?”I winced.“My marriage is gone. My marriage is over. Eric doesn’t want to fucking see me. He told me that the next time he sees me, he’s going to kill me. I signed a pr