SEBASTIAN As I walked into the hospital, Dr. Lewis strolled beside me.My mind was spinning with everything going on, but the last thing I needed right now was his smug face.Dr. Lewis glanced at me with a smirk. “So... it’s true then? You’re the one who got Vivian pregnant?”I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to snap back. I hated the way he said it. “Yes,” I replied flatly, not bothering to hide my irritation. He chuckled, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “I have to say, Sebastian, I didn’t see that one coming. I didn’t even know you two were close, let alone... this.”I stopped walking, turning to face him, my patience wearing thin. “Why did you tell Vivian’s foster parents?” I asked, my voice barely holding back the anger boiling inside me.Dr. Lewis raised an eyebrow, his expression staying calm despite my fury. “You wouldn’t understand.”“Try me,” I growled, stepping closer, daring him to give me a real explanation.He sighed, shaking his head. “Vivian’s fost
VIVIAN Just as the panic threatened to consume me, the sound of a door creaking open ahead brought me to an abrupt halt.A security guard stepped out of a nearby office, his brows furrowed with concern."What's going on? Are you alright?" he asked, his deep voice cutting through my fear.I stumbled toward him, breathless. "Someone... someone was following me," I gasped, clutching my bag to my chest as if it could protect me. "They were right behind me. I swear I heard them."The guard's eyes narrowed as he glanced past me, scanning the hallway behind. He stepped forward, moving down the now-silent corridor.But it was empty. The echo of footsteps, the shadow that had been following me…it was all gone, as if it had never been there.He turned back to me, his expression softening. "There's no one here," he said gently, though his eyes stayed alert, still searching the dimly lit hallway. "Are you sure you saw someone?"I nodded, my heart still pounding. "I didn’t just see him…I hea
VIVIAN I followed him quietly into the room, my legs trembling as if they might give out at any moment. The sight of his bloodied hand, the wound on his head... it all pointed to something I couldn’t accept. Something I didn’t want to believe.As I entered, Jack walked straight to the dresser, not saying a word, as if nothing had happened. His movements were slow, he was exhausted but trying to hide it. I watched as he reached for the first aid box from the top drawer and began cleaning the wound on his head with shaky hands.My throat tightened as I stood there, watching him in silence for a moment before the words burst out. "Jack, how did you get that bruise?"He didn’t look at me. His focus remaining on the wound as he pressed a cloth against the bleeding spot. “It’s nothing, Viv. Just a scratch.”I took a hesitant step forward. “That’s not an answer. Where did you get hurt? You weren’t here when I got home, and now you show up bleeding from the same place I hit the intrude
VIVIAN I woke up before sunrise. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling the cool floor beneath my feet as I stood up.Every muscle in my body ached, but I pushed through the pain. I couldn’t let it stop me. Not today.I needed answers. Today, I was going to get some clarity. I couldn’t let this gnawing feeling eat away at me any longer.I grabbed a pair of shorts from my drawer, putting them on quickly. The oversized shirt I slipped into next hung loosely on my body, but I didn’t care how I looked. I wasn’t dressing up for anyone. I just needed to get out of the house.Reaching for the bottle of perfume on my dresser, I gave myself a quick spray, the familiar vanilla scent calming my nerves.Focus, Viv. Just go. Find out the truth.I glanced at my phone on the table, checking the time. It was still early….too early for Jack to be awake yet. Good. I didn’t want to answer any more of his questions or deal with his concerned eyes watching my every move.Taking a deep br
JACKThe first thing Jack felt as he woke was the sharp, burning pain radiating from his bruises.He winced as he pushed himself up, running a hand over his sore jaw.But the pain wasn’t his main concern. Vivian was.The memory of the intruder incident from the other night flashed in his mind, and a surge of panic tightened his chest. He threw the covers aside, ignoring the stiffness in his body, and hurried to Vivian’s room.He knocked once, then twice. No answer. “Vivian?” he called out.Still no response.He opened the door and peeked inside. The bed was neatly made, her things were untouched, but she wasn’t there. Jack felt a tight knot form in his stomach.Where could she have gone?He pulled out his phone and dialed her number, his fingers trembling slightly as he pressed ‘call’.It rang. Once. Twice. No answer.He tried again. This time, it went straight to voicemail.“Vivian, where are you?” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his shattered hair. She wouldn’t ju
VIVIAN I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t think.My legs moved on their own as I turned away from the door, stumbling down the hallway. I could hear Jack calling my name, but it felt distant. Why did this hurt so much?Why did seeing him with Clara make me feel like my heart had been ripped apart?I was the one who told him I needed space. I was the one who kept pushing him away. And now, I was the one angry that he was kissing someone else?It didn’t make sense. But the image of them, standing so close, lips brushing…God, I couldn’t get it out of my head.I slammed the door to my room behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath. My chest felt tight, my pulse racing. Why did I feel so… jealous?Before I could even gather my thoughts, there was a knock at the door. A second later, it swung open, and Jack stood there, breathless.“Vivian, wait! It’s not what you think,” he pleaded, stepping inside.I crossed my arms, refusing to look at him. “Oh really? Then what was it, J
VIVIAN I sat on the edge of the bed, my head in my hands. The sound of Clara’s voice, the hurt in her eyes, kept playing over and over in my mind. She didn’t deserve any of this. And yet, somehow, I’d dragged her into it….Into us , into the mess we created. I couldn’t take it. I didn’t want to be near Jack right now. Not after everything that had just happened. I needed space.Standing up, I moved towards the bathroom. After getting dressed, I quickly towel-dried my hair and slipped into my favorite flower-printed short dress. Grabbing my sling bag, I realized I couldn’t stay in this house…not with Jack here. I needed to clear my head.As I stepped out of my room and made my way downstairs, I found Jack in the sitting room, lost in thought, staring blankly at the wall.The moment he saw me, he straightened up “Vivian,” he called out. “Where are you going?”I paused, meeting his gaze for a brief moment before looking away. I didn’t have an answer for him….at least not one I wa
Little VivianVivian was already seated at her desk, her feet swinging beneath her chair as she waited for the class to start. Her heart fluttered a little when she saw him- her best friend and secret crush, Jack, walking into the classroom.He spotted her right away, and his face lightened up with a big smile.“Hey, Viv!” he called out, making his way over to her desk.“Hey!” she replied, her own smile growing as he approached.He slid into the seat next to her, pulling something out of his pocket. “Guess what? My mom bought two of these, and I thought you should have one.”Vivian’s eyes widened as he held up a small bracelet, identical to the one he was wearing. “Wow, really? It’s so pretty!”Jack nodded, as his cheeks flushed a little. “Yeah, I wanted us to have matching ones.”She took the bracelet from him, her fingers brushing his as she did. “Thank you, it’s perfect! This is so cool! I’ll wear it every day, I promise. Now we have something special that’s just ours.”“Yeah, jus