Chapter 99
DAMIEN’S POV
The house felt like a battle zone, even when it was eerily quiet. I sat in my study, staring at the wall, the documents on my desk were long forgotten. My mind was stuck in a loopy haze, going over everything that had happened in the past days. Every word that had been said, every glance that had been exchanged. Irene had asked for space, and I wanted to give her that, I needed to give her that. But how could I stand still when everything else was falling apart around me?
Eva’s announcement still rang in my ears, her voice almost gleeful as she dropped the bomb that afternoon. “I’m three weeks pregnant!” Three words that had demolished my world. I didn’t sound real. It couldn’t be real. But it was. And now, here I was, sitting in silence and trying to piece together what had happened, trying to figure out how we arrived at this point
A loud exhale escaped from me as I rested my head in my hands, the weight of the situation pressing down on my neck. I couldn’t recall that night. Not even a single damn detail. I was drinking, and Eva had joined acting as a comforter but that’s where the memory ended.
And now, Eva was carrying my child, or so she claimed.
I no longer know what is real or what isn’t real anymore. A part of me feels like a failure for not remembering, for not being in charge. I mean it was my duty to protect Irene, to be there for her, and now I had let Eva wedge herself between us in the worst possible way. Every time Irene looked at me, I could see the hurt in her eyes, the doubt that swam in them, and it tore.
me apart.
But what if it was true? What if Eva wasn’t lying? What if she is really pregnant with my child?
I felt a knot tighten in my stomach at the thought. I don’t love Eva, but a child was something different.
A child is innocent. None of this was the baby’s fault, and no matter what had transpired between Eva and me, if that child. were mine, I wouldn’t be able to walk away from it. I had to take responsibility. I owed that to the baby.
But how was I supposed to explain that to Irene? How could I possibly make her understand?
Which woman would understand such a thing?
I rose to my feet, pacing back and forth across the room, frustration building up inside me. I wanted answers. I wanted to know how Eva had tracked Irene down so easily. I wanted to know how she had managed to infuse herself into my life at every turn. I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that Eva was playing us all, manipulating this situation to her advantage. But without evidence, without my memory of that night, all I had was her word.
Irene’s silence is killing me slowly.
I hadn’t seen her much since that day. She had been doing so well to avoid me, and I couldn’t blame her. I didn’t know what to say to her if I saw her. I didn’t even know how to make this right. And I can tell she was building up walls to protect herself. I had no idea how to tear them down. I didn’t even know where to start.
I was so lost in this emotional maze.
The worst part was knowing I couldn’t ask Irene for forgiveness. Not yet, not when I didn’t even know the full truth myself.
How could I expect her to move forward when I was stuck in the same nightmare, the same bubble of doubt and uncertainty?
1stopped pacing and stared out the window, watching the sun hiding behind a huge dark cloud. The evening was settling in, and I knew Irene was somewhere in the garden where she always went when she needed to be alone. Part of me wanted to go to her, to say something, anything, to ease a bit of the tension between us. But another part of me knew she wasn’t ready. for that. She needed time, and I had to respect that.
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Still, it didn’t make the waiting any easier.
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And that nagging feeling that I couldn’t shake off erupted again. There has to be something Eva is hiding amidst all of this. I needed to get to the bottom of it, to figure out what had really transpired that damned night. Maybe I was wrong, but I couldn’t just take her word for it, not after everything I knew she was capable of
Picking up my phone, and scrolling through my contacts until found the number I was looking for. If anyone could help.
I me get to the truth, it was the private investigator I’d employed before, the same one who had helped me track down frene after she left. He was discreet and efficient, and I trusted him to get answers. The answers I needed before I could even think about what came next,
But as I was about to dial his number, something held me back have to be careful if I want to do things right. If Eva found out I was digging into her life, she would strike back. Maybe even harder than before.
My jaw was subconsciously clenched as I dropped the phone back on the desk. I will call him, but not tonight. First, I needed to figure out what my next move was going to be. I needed to be careful and patient, even though it went against every fiber of my being
And then there was Irene. Hurting all alone. She hadn’t mentioned if she was leaving or if she would be staying. It felt like I was standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting for her to decide if she was going to let me fall or pull me back.
for
However, I couldn’t just sit here and wait until she made a decision. I had to show her that I was willing to fight for our family. I had to prove to her that no matter what happened with Eva, she is the one I’love, the only woman I wanted to
be with
I wasn’t sure how to do that, not with everything hanging over our heads. However, one thing was certain- I wasn’t going to
give up..
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