AUTHOR’S POV"She's yours," echoed like a royal decree in Blaze's ears all night, and strangely, they brought a sense of joy with them. Who would have thought that Katie would be carrying his child?It was so obvious now that Katie told him, and it was odd that he didn't draw the connection at first; he assumed she might be with someone else, seeking an escape from the drama of the past months. The faint pangs of jealousy eased away the moment she made that statement.His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. It was his manager, and he hoped nothing was awry at work."Good..." his manager began."Get straight to the point," he interrupted."Well," his manager grunted, clearly displeased that his greetings were cut short. "some clients have been asking to speak with you, and that meeting we rescheduled, they're not happy about it. They've given us today as a request."He realized this small company was pressing him to give them a piece of his mind. "Then tell them if they no longer wa
AUTHOR’S POVZuhra smirked at him. "Yes, you should feel threatened because in case she didn't tell you, you're dealing with competition." She smiled when Blaze furrowed his brows in confusion."Competition?" Blaze asked."Exactly, 'cause I'm not just Tessa's friend, I'm her girlfriend. You can't just come up from nowhere and whisk her away. So, in case you thought you could wash her away with your lies and false charm, you are mistaken."Fury flashed in Blaze's eyes as he took in what she said. Katie wasn't gay, he could remember, so what was this about a girlfriend? But that was not the real problem. Despite the jealousy that clawed its way through his stomach, he maintained calm."What did Tessa tell you?" he asked, wondering if his theory of Katie ratting all about him to her friends was true."I know you're the father of the child she's carrying, and you had the guts to abandon her." Zuhra banged her hand on the table, and from the corner of her eyes, she could see a few people f
KATIE’S POVThe agent did come just as Blaze promised, but I barely knew what to say. I was too lost, wondering what was waiting for me.After standing at my doorway for a few seconds, where I could tell the man was sizing me up, he flashed me a smile. "Are you Katie Stan?" he asked, glasses perched on his nose, a piece of paper in his hand.I blinked at him, shocked. Did he pronounce my maiden name? I had no idea anyone even knew it. It was considerate of him to use that name instead of Katy Griffin, which would only implicate me.That small detail chipped away a little more of my hate towards Blaze. "Please, it's Tessa," I corrected."You're not Katie?" he raised his eyebrows, "but this was the address I was given.""Yes, I am Katie, but I answer to Tessa now. It's my middle name.""I see," the man nodded. "I presume you got a call earlier.""From Blaze Griffin, yes," I said. "An agent was called to take me somewhere. You're the one, right?""Nice of him to prep you up. We're usuall
KATIE’S POVI plopped down on the sofa, loving the feel of the soft cushions beneath me. Bright light flooded in from the open windows, bringing the house alive. "All in a day's work, Katie," I thought to myself, though I shouldn't really be the one pleased since this house wasn't even my idea in the first place. Hell, Blaze even got some people to help me move my things over here. Basically, all I had to do was pack up.That wasn't a difficult job either. I didn't have much, so basically everything was here, and I might have to add a bit more, but for now, it was more than enough for me. I smiled at the shiny tables, already imagining my daughter playing on them. I held onto that image, hoping it would become a reality. Now, if only she would have a father to join me in taking care of her.It always brought a grimace to my face whenever I thought about the story I would tell her about Blaze and me. I definitely couldn't say the truth; things like that were better left in the dark. At
KATIE’S POV"Oh wow," I liked the look of awe I saw on Zuhra's face as she stepped into my new house. She had never worn that expression back at my old apartment. It felt nice to have something to impress her with when usually she was the impressive one."This must have cost a fortune," she exclaimed. I was about to reply when I saw an envelope trapped beneath the door. It looked like the one I had seen the other day, and I still couldn't make any sense of it.I had a feeling it would contain better information, so I softly pushed it under my couch. "Well, it did cost quite a lot," I admitted."Wait, are you working another job you didn't tell me about? You're low-key rich!" she gushed, running her hands along the beautiful wallpaper. "I always used to wish for one of these exact prints.""Two jobs?" I asked incredulously. "I can barely handle one. It was gifted to me.""Oh," Zuhra's face fell a little."What's the problem?" I asked."Oh no, it's nothing. Do I get to know who gave it
KATIE’S POV "Oh my God, is she okay?""Call 911!""No, call the ambulance.""I sure hope someone is chasing after that fucker.""Yes. The boys are up to that..."I caught snippets of conversations around me, and I wished I could make them all just shut up. This would be a perfect time to have that as a surprise superpower.I kept replaying what happened in my head like a sick, broken record. Zuhra pushed me against the wall so fast I was sure she intended to harm me. I still felt a sharp pain between my shoulder blades when I got to the edge of the wall.But that was nothing compared to what happened to her. Out of the blues, barely seconds after she hugged me, a motorbike rammed into her. I winced at the crack I kept hearing in my mind. Whatever she had broken must be really serious. I was sure to have nightmares about this accident tonight."Miss, are you okay?" someone asked, tapping me lightly on my arm. That was the only reason I even knew someone was talking to me, but I couldn
KATIE’S POVI picked up my bag, intending to rush home immediately, but then I thought, I can't just leave here without checking up on Zuhra. I walked up to the nurse at the front desk, wishing I had just asked the doctor before he left."Please, can I see the patient brought in with an ambulance? It's important."The bespectacled lady looked up at me. "I'm sorry, dear, I'm not sure you can. She was unconscious when she was brought in, and we'd like to keep her that way while we initiate the treatment. I'm sure you wouldn't want her awake to bear something that's going to be very painful."I shook my head. The last thing I wanted was to cause Zuhra any more pain than she already was in. It wouldn't be cool to wake her up to speak to her and tell her how sorry I am for putting her in this situation. "It's fine then," I said, "but when can I speak to her?"The nurse shrugged. "Well, I'm sure she'll be much better by tomorrow. She has the whole night to rest. Come by in the late morning,
KATIE’S POVMy eyes immediately fixed on Zuhra's frail body on the hospital bed as soon as I was let in through the door. I came just as the nurse instructed, and the doctor told me I could see her today. "Zuhra," I whispered, wondering if she was asleep.She stirred and lifted a hand in a wave. "Hi, Tessa."I wanted to cry. Her left leg was bandaged, and her right leg rested in a sling. I put her in this position, something I never thought possible. "I'm so sorry about all this," the words choked out of me. "You shouldn't have come in the way...""Are you serious?" Zura asked, the sass in her voice not matching her condition. "Tessa, you're two people in one body, and I was supposed to stand by and let a bike hit you? If it had, then you would have been badly injured, and even worse, you might have lost the baby. There was no way I was letting that happen."I sniffed at the words she spoke, the tone of her voice so empathic that I wondered what I did to deserve someone this kind ar