Chapter 92
IRENE’S POW
My heart pounded in my chest as the words left Eva’s mouth. Tm pregnant. The room spun, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I gripped the back of the couch for support, my fingers digging into the fabric as if it would somehow keep me grounded. But nothing could stop the sensation of everything crumbling around me
“Now what?” She had asked with a smug grin hiding behind her innocent look.
Pregnant. Eva was pregnant. Three weeks, she’d said.
Three weeks ago, at the same time I had left the house, trying to make Damien realize what a danger she was, how she was twisting things between us. And now, she was pregnant. I didn’t need to ask who the father was–it was obvious. She had gotten exactly what she wanted.
I looked at Damien, hoping against hope that he would deny it, that he would tell me it wasn’t possible. But his face, pale and stricken, told me everything I needed to know. He didn’t deny it. He couldn’t. His eyes were wide with shock, his mouth opening and closing like he was trying to form words but couldn’t find them. And then it hit me–he couldn’t remember what had happened. That night, the night I had left, he’d told me he had been drinking with Eva. Too much, he’d said. But now it was clear he didn’t just drink. He couldn’t remember what he had done.
Damien finally managed to speak, his voice hoarse and full of disbelief. “Irene… L.. I didn’t…” His words faltered, and I saw the guilt in his eyes.
I took a step back, putting more space between us, needing air, needing to be away from the suffocating weight of the room, of what had just been dropped on us. On me. “Don’t, I shook my head, my voice trembling. “Don’t say anything. Damien I can’t… I can’t listen to this right now.” I croak out
He took a step toward me, his hand outstretched as if he could somehow fix it with a touch, with some words that he hadn’t yet found. “Irene please Just let me explain.”
“Explain what?” I snapped, my voice rising as I lost my grip on the anger bubbling beneath the surface of my mind. “Explain how this happened? How you slept with her while I was gone! How I told you she was manipulating you and now she’s carrying your child?” I asked in a sarcastic tone.
1 was drunk” Damien’s voice broke as he said the words, his face contorted with frustration and pain. “I swear, Irene. I don’t remember any of it. His eyes glittered with tears
I let out a bitter laugh, stepping back again, shaking my head. “But it happened, didn’t it? Whether you remember or not, it happened” I stated, and those words felt so bitter in my mouth that I felt I could throw up,
Damien’s face fell, his shoulders slumping as the weight of it all pressed down on him. “I never wanted this, he whispered “I never wanted to hurt you
Helt something inside me crack at his words, at the sincerity in his voice. He was broken, too. I could see that. But it wasn’t enough to heal the betrayal I felt. Whether he had meant for it to happen or not, it had. And now, the consequences were staring us both in the lace
Eva stood in the corner of the room, silent and watching, her hands resting on her stomach as if she were already cradling the life growing inside her. There was no pity in her eyes, no remorse, just triumph. She had gotten exactly what she wanted, and now she was just waiting for us to crumble.
Like all along I was only building a house of cards and now it was so easy to topple the foundation, causing the entire house to collapse.
How could you let this happen?” I whispered, more to myself than to him, as I turned away, pacing to the other side of the room. My mind raced with thoughts of everything I had warned him about, everything I had tried re**
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Damien ran a hand through his hair, his face crumpling as he tried to find the right words. “I didn’t… I don’t know how it happened. I was drunk, Irene. I was confused.
I wanted to believe him. A part of me wanted to believe him so badly. But there was another part, the part that had been hardened by everything Eva had done, that couldn’t let go of the fact that it had happened, whether he remembered it or
“You still don’t get it,” I said, my voice low. “This isn’t just about the fact that you slept with her, Damien. It’s about how she has been manipulating us from the very beginning. And now she’s trapped you in a way you’ll never be able to escape.” I let him understand what he was truly in
Damien’s face paled further, and I could see the panic set in, the realization of just how deep he was sinking into the web Eva had spun around him. “Il figure this out,” he said, his voice desperate. Tl fix this. I’ll make it right.”
I turned to him, my heart breaking as I looked at the man I loved, knowing that there was no easy fix for this. “How?” I asked, my voice cracking. “How do you make this right, Damien? She’s pregnant. You can’t just undo that.”
“Irene, please.” He stepped toward me again, reaching for my hand, but I pulled away, shaking my head.
“I need space.” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I need to think
His face fell, and he nodded slowly, his shoulders sagging in defeat, “I understand. But please, Irene, don’t give up on us. Not
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I couldn’t bring myself to respond, so I just turned and walked away, leaving him standing there in the living room, broken ind lost
As I made my way upstairs, I heard a soft sound behind me–a low, satisfied hum. I turned, and there was Eva, still standing n the same spot, her lips curled into the faintest hint of a smile. She didn’t say anything, but the look in her eyes said it all. he had won
stormed up the stairs, my mind racing with anger and confusion, my heart aching with the weight of everything that had ast come crashing down on me. Eva had ruined everything. And now, I didn’t know if there was any way to fix it.
ut as much as I wanted to run, to disappear and never look back, there was a part of me that still clung to Damien, to the we we had built together. A part of me that wasn’t ready to let go, no matter how shattered everything felt.
collapsed onto the bed, burying my face in my hands as tears of frustration and despair finally spilled over. How had it all me to this? How had Eva managed to take everything from mer
nd worse, why couldn’t I stop her?
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