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"I'm really sorry, bro... I mean, it just really slipped off right off my tongue..." Rafael's voice was laced with guilt, but I barely registered his words.My mind was elsewhere, spinning with worst-case scenarios as I thought of Noel and Eloise alone in the penthouse. I hated the idea—no, I despised it. The thought of him lingering around her, being too close, too comfortable... it was enough to make my blood boil. “Elijah? Are you even listening?” Rafael waved a hand in front of my face, his brows furrowed.I shook my head, forcing myself back to the present. “Yeah, I heard you,” I muttered, though it was far from the truth. “You slipped up. Fine. Whatever.”“Wait, ‘whatever’? That’s it?” Rafael looked at me, confused. “I just told Mom about Eloise’s pregnancy, and you’re acting like it’s not a big deal?”“It’s not that,” I snapped, rubbing the back of my neck. “I just have other things on my mind right now.”Rafael leaned back, crossing his arms. “Other things? Like what?”I did

The sound of clinking utensils filled the dining room. I glanced up from my plate, watching the two men sitting across from me. Elijah was focused on his food, his jaw tight, while Noel absently poked at his plate, his face unreadable. It wasn’t like them to be this... quiet. Usually, by this time, they’d already be throwing jabs at each other, turning dinner into some kind of verbal sparring match. But tonight, the tension in the air was heavy, and it felt suffocating. I cleared my throat, breaking the silence. "Okay, what’s going on?" Both of them looked up, startled, but neither spoke. Elijah avoided my gaze, while Noel raised an eyebrow and shrugged nonchalantly. “Nothing,” Noel said, stabbing a piece of chicken. “Why do you ask?” I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, come on. You two can’t go a meal without throwing insults at each other. This silence is deafening.” Elijah finally looked at me, his eyes softening just a little. "We’re just tired. Long day at work." "Sure," I sa

After changing into my normal clothes, I stepped out of the hospital room. I didn’t want to stay there any longer; the sterile walls and the beeping machines made me feel suffocated. As I opened the door and walked out, the first thing I saw was Noel and Elijah sitting in the hallway. They were seated so far apart, you’d think they were strangers. Both of them looked up at me at the same time, their expressions unreadable. I sighed internally. This was going to be exhausting. "I’m ready to leave," I said simply, avoiding their gazes as much as possible. I’m not really this dramatic before. I couldn’t even give a damn about everyone, but this... This pregnancy is so ugh! The baby is making me do things I’ve never done before—like hugging Elijah. Hugging! What the hell was that about?!I walked ahead of them, my pace steady, while Noel and Elijah trailed silently behind me. Their presence was heavy, but I ignored it. As we moved through the hallway, I couldn’t help but notice

Months passed, and Edmund didn’t bother anymore. I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.At first, I thought I’d feel relieved. No more unwanted confrontations, no more exhausting arguments. But as time went on, his silence became something else entirely—an eerie kind of absence that I wasn’t sure how to feel about.Did he finally give up? Or was he just waiting for the right moment to strike again?I hated that I even cared enough to wonder.Shaking the thoughts away, I focused on the present. My pregnancy had started to show, and with it came a mix of changes I wasn’t entirely ready for. The cravings, the exhaustion, the constant need to pee—it was all overwhelming.But the worst part? The hormones. I often see myself for the past few weeks crying over petty things—like when I dropped my spoon on the floor or when my blanket didn’t feel soft enough. Yesterday, I cried because my ice cream melted too fast. The day before that? I teared up watching a dog in a commercial. A

I felt the world tilt beneath me. My legs wobbled, and I had to grip the back of a chair just to keep myself standing. Twin brother? No. That’s impossible. I would have known. I should have known. I shook my head violently. “You’re lying.” My voice came out hoarse, almost desperate. Edmund smirked. “Am I?” He took another sip of his coffee, completely unfazed. “Tell me, Eloise. Have you ever truly *looked* at him? Have you ever noticed the differences? The little things? Because you should have.” My mind raced back to every moment I had spent with him—Noel. The way he carried himself, the slight differences in his mannerisms, the things he didn’t know that Noel should have. The blonde hair in that hospital document. The missing childhood memories. The way he changed after disappearing for years. Oh my God. I felt sick. My stomach twisted painfully as I took a shaky step back. “Where… where is the real Noel?” My voice barely came out. Edmund’s smirk grew wider. “N