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The thought hit me like a punch to the gut.

I stayed silent as we waited outside the emergency room. Logan didn’t look at me once. He seemed completely absorbed in Selene’s condition, as if I, his fiancée, didn’t exist.

The bitter feeling in my chest grew stronger, spreading like poison through my veins. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure, but the words slipped out before I could stop them.

“Is it… your child?” I asked, my voice low but direct.

Logan finally turned to face me, his expression sharp with surprise. For a moment, I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes–shock, maybe even guilt–but it disappeared as quickly as it came. His face hardened, and his voice was steady when he answered.

“What are you talking about? Of course not. It’s Liam’s.”

Relief washed over me, but it didn’t erase the tension knotting in my chest.

Liam Harlow. Selene’s late husband and Logan‘ closest friend. He’d died in a car accident just a month ago. The crash had been brutal, the car completely totaled. Liam hadn’t made it.

Logan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I’m taking care of Selene

because Liam asked me to. Before he died.”

His words stirred a memory. I thought back to the night Logan came home after handling Liam’s funeral arrangements–his disheveled hair, the dark circles under his eyes, the stubble on his jaw. He had looked like a man carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Their bond had been deep, unshakable. Liam wasn’t just a friend to Logan; he was family. And now that he was gone, of course Logan would feel responsible for Liam’s widow.

The guilt hit me like a cold slap. How could I have doubted him?

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fingers brushing against Logan‘ arm. “I’m sorry,” I said softly, “I shouldn’t have assumed.”

first. Then, after a moment, he looked down at me, his gaze softening. “You shouldn’t jump to conclusions,

nodded, the words catching in

tonight… Kian made it all up. I didn’t touch him. He just wanted to

lips twitched, a faint smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. “You always manage to

wasn’t my fault,” I

and pinched my cheek lightly, the way he used to when we were younger. “No more drinking,” he said, his tone teasing

mouth to argue–after all, I’d only had one beer–but before I could, the door to the

doctor stepped out, his expression brisk but professional. His eyes immediately landed on Logan.

member of the pregnant

his hand dropping from my face. “Yes,” he said,

need you to sign this consent form. Your wife is showing signs of a miscarriage. We’re doing everything we can to prevent it,

signed his name in the designated

“spouse” stared back at

of the form.

as I watched him hand the clipboard back to the doctor without hesitation.

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someone else’s family before

out of the emergency room safely. The baby had been saved.

crying. With her delicate features and frail appearance, she looked heartbreakingly pitiful–like someone who had

at her bedside. “The baby is fine. Everything’s

scared,” Selene whimpered, her voice trembling as

down

her a tissue, and she took it, her fingers brushing against his hand. Then, without hesitation, she held onto him, resting her tear–streaked face on the back of

looked pitiful. But that didn’t mean she could treat

husband.

stepped forward, keeping my tone calm. “Mrs. Harlow, the doctor

it would be a shame if anything