Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 135

Chapter 135

KASMINE

I swear I had no idea how to navigate my life at this point. I stared blankly at my phone, my eyes dry from too much scrolling, too many tabs open, and a lot of funny search history

Do women die from abortion?

What are the chances of dying during an abortion?

Is childbirth easy?

Pregnancy symptoms and how to live through them for nine months.

How to run away while pregnant.

Can shame kill you before labor does?

not just in the browser, but in my mind.

I couldn't tell if I was more afraid of the answers or the fact that I was even asking them. Every question felt like a war drum against my chest.

I was stuck between two impossible roads - risking my life to get rid of it and actually keeping it but running far away from the pack to a place where no one knew me, where no one would look at me and call me a disgrace. Because that's what this was, wasn't it?

An abomination. A secret sin growing inside me.

My parents would never recover from this. The pack would shame me until I wished for death.

And my friends?

No.

I couldn't face them.

I stared blankly at the TV, which had been showing a news station for hours now

without the volume. I was totally uninterested in whatever was being said or shown, but images on the screen made me feel a bit safe, almost like a reassurance that I wasn't home alone.

Claire had been nothing short of amazing since I came here to stay with her.

Thank God her parents have been away on a vacation. It's their anniversary, and they sure knew how to celebrate it.

begging me to tell her what's wrong with me, and I've refused,

saw the haunted look in my eyes, the sudden nausea, the way I'd stare off into space

though I said nothing, she still made me tea. Held my hair back when I

the kind of safe I didn't think existed

hoped she'd be strong. Kind. Beautiful. Pierce. Everything I didn't feel like right now. I needed her. I could really use a close companion at this point in

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help Mum out with the preparation for tomorrow. Mum had called and texted and said all manner of threats to me, asking me to come home

worry that she'd cover for me.

do you rest when your world is

feels

in hours. Just curled up sideways on

screen lit up against the dimming room, its glow stabbing through the semi-dark room. I blinked,

Or maybe one last guilt-tripping paragraph from Mum, warning me about the sanctity"

UNKNOWN NUMBER

about

I opened the message.

And my soul dropped.

"You disgusting little bitch. You think no one knows about your little secret with your brother?

I'd been punched from the inside. I couldn't

scrolled down, and I gasped audibly when

was a clear picture of me and Kester in his office... Kissing. No.

into my hair. My eyes shut. His thumb brushed the side of my neck while his other hand was buried beneath my

over my mouth. The phone slipped from

thud.

no, no..." I whispered, curling

This couldn't be happening

in his

of nausea swept through me, and I clutched

thoughts scrambled for answers. Who could have taken

Karina!

it was her, she'd be louder and dramatic. She'd want

quieter and smarter. Someone

But who?

I whispered, hugging my knees to my chest, rocking

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stop

tears already flooding

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't even think.