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Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 2
Her voice wasn't loud, but it hit like a bomb in my chest.I snapped my head up and shoved him off me.Stared him down, hoping—begging—for something. Anything.But he just looked away, eyes on the floor. Guilty as hell.I pointed at Rainee, my voice shaking. "So it's true? You married her? Then what about me? What about our baby? You're ditching your own kid to play dad to one that doesn't even know who their real father is?"Before I could even finish, Rainee started sobbing. "My baby's not a bastard! He has a dad!"Quentin freaked out.Then—he slapped me.The crack echoed. My cheek lit up like fire.He looked at me like I was nothing. Pulled his hand back like it didn't just hit me. His eyes were cold, disgusted. "Vivienne Watson, have you completely lost it? Do you even realize how much damage your words could do to Rainee?"I didn't know how much it could hurt her. All I knew was Quentin wasn't the guy I used to love.I wiped the blood off my lip, the metallic taste th
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 3
After that day, Quentin gradually left my life.He was all-in with Rainee, only texting late at night with a half-hearted [how are you?].I ignored him, so the messages stopped.Then I hit three months.Ran into Quentin's sister, Cecilia Palmer, at the hospital.Cecilia looked stunned, then snatched my report like it burned her."You're cheating on Quentin? Pregnant with some random guy's baby?"I blinked. "This baby's Quentin's. I didn't cheat."She just laughed, sharp and cold. "Still lying? You look all sweet, but you're trash underneath. Got knocked up and now you're trying to scam your way into our family?"Yeah, I knew she didn't like me.But I didn't think she'd come at me like that.No filter. Just pure hate.A crowd started forming.Whispers. Pointing.I bit my lip till it bled, chest tight like I couldn't breathe.Tried to leave. Over and over.But Cecilia blocked me every time.I finally snapped. "What do you want? I told you, this baby's Quentin's. Call him
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 4
That was it. My heart just... snapped.I stared at him one last time.No begging. No hope left.Then I was in the attic, locked up like I was nothing.Night fell. Rats scratched in the corners.One of them waddled right up to me.Then—creak.The attic door started to open.The rat bolted.Rainee's smug face popped into the doorway.No one else around, so she dropped the sweet act and went full venom."Look at you now. I told you Quentin was mine. But you? You actually thought you could steal him? Marry him? Please. You were just his side project."That grin lit a fire in me.I grabbed something off the floor—launched it at her.She screamed and hit the ground.Then I saw it. A rat.Footsteps thundered upstairs. Quentin and Cecilia stormed in.Rainee was on the floor, clutching her stomach, sobbing like she was dying."Quentin! My belly—what if something happened to the baby? I was just being nice, offering Vivienne food, and she threw a rat at me!"She turned up the
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 5
I watched his face twist—horror, disbelief, desperation all crashing together.A sick kind of satisfaction hit me. He got it. He just couldn't handle it.I raised a brow, shoulders shaking with laughter. Couldn't help twisting the knife."Like you see—this kid? His own dad didn't even want him. So what was the point?"I paused.Then I let it rip, every word sharp and cold through clenched teeth."Of course I got rid of it."Quentin froze like he'd taken a bolt straight to the chest.His face twitched. Fear lit up his eyes.His voice cracked, rusty. "That was our kid. How could you—how could you do that? We used to dream about this. We were so hyped to be parents. Why didn't you even tell me?"Seven years.Over two thousand nights of being his.I used to dream up our wedding, our babies. Had a name for the kid tucked away. Saw us in the garden, tiny fingers in mine.He'd be the tough-love dad doing math problems with the kid at the table.I'd handle the rest, every scraped
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 6
He kept babbling like that forever, but couldn't land a single excuse.So I spelled it out for him, sharp as a blade. "You just loved Rainee more."He froze—then started slamming his head against the wall, over and over, the thuds echoing.Out in the hallway, the noise must've carried. Cecilia and Rainee barged in.They shoved the door open and stopped dead. There I was, covered in blood. Quentin looked wrecked.Rainee rushed me and shoved hard.I hit the floor like dead weight. The abortion had already wrecked me, and now a deep red streak followed me down the tile.Quentin's eyes went wide. He staggered toward me, but Cecilia yanked him back."Don't, Quentin. She deserved it for what she did to you," she snapped, pure venom in her voice.Rainee threw herself between us like some guard dog. "Try touching him again, Vivienne, and I swear—you're dead."Even with pain ripping through me, I smiled.I finally got it—there was something real between Rainee and Quentin, something
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 7
Because of the abortion, I had to stick around the hospital for a bit.Quentin started showing up like clockwork, always with some homemade pumpkin or chicken soup in hand.I didn't say a word. Just ignored him.He'd stand outside the room, quiet and drained, not moving for what felt like forever.When it was time for me to leave, it was drizzling.Figured he'd try to catch me, so I packed up before sunrise.But right as I stepped out, there he was—leaning against the gate.No clue how long he'd been standing there. He looked rough. Wind-tossed hair, rain-soaked coat.The second he saw me, he straightened up, eyes all nervous. "I'm here to take you home."I backed up without thinking.His eyes went glassy. He looked down, couldn't even face me.After a long pause, I said, flat as ever, "Don't. We're done. I've got legs—I'll get home on my own."Then I walked past him and planned to grab a cab.Quentin suddenly rushed over, dropped to his knees, and grabbed the edge of my c
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 8
The next day, I applied for a new position in another city.Only transfer open? Overseas.Perfect. The farther, the better.By day three, the company fast-tracked my passport, and I was gone.***Five years flew by.I buried myself in work, tuned out the world.Every now and then, updates from home popped up—friends, clients—but I never listened too hard.Time dulled the pain. The memories blurred.Eventually, I worked my way up to president of our overseas branch.***Spring rolls around, and HQ called me in for a report.The moment I step into the office—bam. Quentin.And of course, we ended up in the same elevator. Just the two of us.He looked at me, steady, but his voice cracked a little."How've you been?"I didn't answer. Just nodded.We used to spend nights tangled up, spilling every thought like it mattered.Now? I didn't even wanna speak.Ding.The elevator stopped.I stepped out. He grabbed my wrist.His face gave nothing away— except for that hint of a
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Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 8
The next day, I applied for a new position in another city.Only transfer open? Overseas.Perfect. The farther, the better.By day three, the company fast-tracked my passport, and I was gone.***Five years flew by.I buried myself in work, tuned out the world.Every now and then, updates from home popped up—friends, clients—but I never listened too hard.Time dulled the pain. The memories blurred.Eventually, I worked my way up to president of our overseas branch.***Spring rolls around, and HQ called me in for a report.The moment I step into the office—bam. Quentin.And of course, we ended up in the same elevator. Just the two of us.He looked at me, steady, but his voice cracked a little."How've you been?"I didn't answer. Just nodded.We used to spend nights tangled up, spilling every thought like it mattered.Now? I didn't even wanna speak.Ding.The elevator stopped.I stepped out. He grabbed my wrist.His face gave nothing away— except for that hint of a
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 7
Because of the abortion, I had to stick around the hospital for a bit.Quentin started showing up like clockwork, always with some homemade pumpkin or chicken soup in hand.I didn't say a word. Just ignored him.He'd stand outside the room, quiet and drained, not moving for what felt like forever.When it was time for me to leave, it was drizzling.Figured he'd try to catch me, so I packed up before sunrise.But right as I stepped out, there he was—leaning against the gate.No clue how long he'd been standing there. He looked rough. Wind-tossed hair, rain-soaked coat.The second he saw me, he straightened up, eyes all nervous. "I'm here to take you home."I backed up without thinking.His eyes went glassy. He looked down, couldn't even face me.After a long pause, I said, flat as ever, "Don't. We're done. I've got legs—I'll get home on my own."Then I walked past him and planned to grab a cab.Quentin suddenly rushed over, dropped to his knees, and grabbed the edge of my c
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 6
He kept babbling like that forever, but couldn't land a single excuse.So I spelled it out for him, sharp as a blade. "You just loved Rainee more."He froze—then started slamming his head against the wall, over and over, the thuds echoing.Out in the hallway, the noise must've carried. Cecilia and Rainee barged in.They shoved the door open and stopped dead. There I was, covered in blood. Quentin looked wrecked.Rainee rushed me and shoved hard.I hit the floor like dead weight. The abortion had already wrecked me, and now a deep red streak followed me down the tile.Quentin's eyes went wide. He staggered toward me, but Cecilia yanked him back."Don't, Quentin. She deserved it for what she did to you," she snapped, pure venom in her voice.Rainee threw herself between us like some guard dog. "Try touching him again, Vivienne, and I swear—you're dead."Even with pain ripping through me, I smiled.I finally got it—there was something real between Rainee and Quentin, something
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 5
I watched his face twist—horror, disbelief, desperation all crashing together.A sick kind of satisfaction hit me. He got it. He just couldn't handle it.I raised a brow, shoulders shaking with laughter. Couldn't help twisting the knife."Like you see—this kid? His own dad didn't even want him. So what was the point?"I paused.Then I let it rip, every word sharp and cold through clenched teeth."Of course I got rid of it."Quentin froze like he'd taken a bolt straight to the chest.His face twitched. Fear lit up his eyes.His voice cracked, rusty. "That was our kid. How could you—how could you do that? We used to dream about this. We were so hyped to be parents. Why didn't you even tell me?"Seven years.Over two thousand nights of being his.I used to dream up our wedding, our babies. Had a name for the kid tucked away. Saw us in the garden, tiny fingers in mine.He'd be the tough-love dad doing math problems with the kid at the table.I'd handle the rest, every scraped
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 4
That was it. My heart just... snapped.I stared at him one last time.No begging. No hope left.Then I was in the attic, locked up like I was nothing.Night fell. Rats scratched in the corners.One of them waddled right up to me.Then—creak.The attic door started to open.The rat bolted.Rainee's smug face popped into the doorway.No one else around, so she dropped the sweet act and went full venom."Look at you now. I told you Quentin was mine. But you? You actually thought you could steal him? Marry him? Please. You were just his side project."That grin lit a fire in me.I grabbed something off the floor—launched it at her.She screamed and hit the ground.Then I saw it. A rat.Footsteps thundered upstairs. Quentin and Cecilia stormed in.Rainee was on the floor, clutching her stomach, sobbing like she was dying."Quentin! My belly—what if something happened to the baby? I was just being nice, offering Vivienne food, and she threw a rat at me!"She turned up the
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 3
After that day, Quentin gradually left my life.He was all-in with Rainee, only texting late at night with a half-hearted [how are you?].I ignored him, so the messages stopped.Then I hit three months.Ran into Quentin's sister, Cecilia Palmer, at the hospital.Cecilia looked stunned, then snatched my report like it burned her."You're cheating on Quentin? Pregnant with some random guy's baby?"I blinked. "This baby's Quentin's. I didn't cheat."She just laughed, sharp and cold. "Still lying? You look all sweet, but you're trash underneath. Got knocked up and now you're trying to scam your way into our family?"Yeah, I knew she didn't like me.But I didn't think she'd come at me like that.No filter. Just pure hate.A crowd started forming.Whispers. Pointing.I bit my lip till it bled, chest tight like I couldn't breathe.Tried to leave. Over and over.But Cecilia blocked me every time.I finally snapped. "What do you want? I told you, this baby's Quentin's. Call him
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 2
Her voice wasn't loud, but it hit like a bomb in my chest.I snapped my head up and shoved him off me.Stared him down, hoping—begging—for something. Anything.But he just looked away, eyes on the floor. Guilty as hell.I pointed at Rainee, my voice shaking. "So it's true? You married her? Then what about me? What about our baby? You're ditching your own kid to play dad to one that doesn't even know who their real father is?"Before I could even finish, Rainee started sobbing. "My baby's not a bastard! He has a dad!"Quentin freaked out.Then—he slapped me.The crack echoed. My cheek lit up like fire.He looked at me like I was nothing. Pulled his hand back like it didn't just hit me. His eyes were cold, disgusted. "Vivienne Watson, have you completely lost it? Do you even realize how much damage your words could do to Rainee?"I didn't know how much it could hurt her. All I knew was Quentin wasn't the guy I used to love.I wiped the blood off my lip, the metallic taste th
Played Dad, Lost Me Chapter 1
I told Quentin Palmer I was pregnant as soon as I found out—first month. I was over the moon.He wasn't.Instead, he just frowned, all moody and weird. When I asked when we were getting married, he panicked and changed the subject.So yeah, I went to the hospital alone today for a checkup.And ran smack into Rainee Layton—his so-called childhood friend.That's when I found out the real story: they were already married. And she was pregnant too."You little rascal," she cooed to her bump. "Be good and grow strong so Mommy doesn't suffer. Or Daddy's gonna punish you when you're out!"Quentin stepped out of the exam room holding prenatal meds—for pregnant women.His face? All soft and glowing like some proud dad.He rubbed Rainee's belly, smiling. "The baby doesn't even get what you're saying, and you're already threatening it?"Then the machine called my name.I stood up from a corner. He turned. Our eyes met.He froze—totally caught off guard.Bet he never thought he'd run
