My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

Evelyn

I stepped out of the doctor's office, my heart heavy and light all at once. It thudded violently against my ribs, my breath coming in shallow bursts. My skin felt cold, and tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. The feelings surged, intensifying with every second, creeping into every cell of my body.

I felt lost. Hopeless. Overwhelmed.

Was I ready to be a mother?

I didn't know.

Was it too soon? Maybe.

But not once, in the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in my mind, did the idea of

harming the tiny soul growing inside me cross my mind. My decision had already been made before I even realized there was one to make. I knew what I was going to do.

I just didn't know how.

Two and a half months. Probably from our time in America. And yet, until two days ago, the thought hadn't even occurred to me.

Lost in thought, I pushed open the door to our apartment. The evening light filtered through the large windows, casting a warm glow. I froze when I spotted Jacob. He stood facing the mirror wall, his reflection framed by the city skyline.

He wasn't supposed to be home yet.

"Jacob?" I asked, dropping my bag as I stepped closer. "When did you get home? You said you'd be late."

He didn't respond. His shoulders were tense, his posture unnervingly rigid. There was a calmness in his breathing, but an air about him told me he wasn't calm at all.


I touched his shoulder. "Jacob? Are you okay?"

Slowly, he turned to face me. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes... they were cold. And then he lifted his hand, revealing something I hadn't noticed before.

My pregnancy tests.

My stomach dropped.

voice distant, icy. "I was about to call you, but I decided to freshen up first. While I was trying to reach you... I knocked over the bin." He paused,

me. This wasn't how I wanted him to find

tone sharp enough to cut through the thick

"Jacob, I can—"

Evelyn?" he interrupted,

my palms slick with sweat. "Three days ago,"

sharply, his jaw tightening. "Why didn't you

how," I whispered. "I needed to be certain before saying anything. I didn't

a glimmer


my heart shatter at the faint trace of hope in his voice—a hope that

I breathed. "We're

face, his expression shifting to one of shock, fear, and something I

stepping closer. "It's our

his hands from mine and stepped

didn't say anything, but

forehead before

to his

could tell something was unraveling inside

of panic,

losing control.

as on

away


he

deeply, his effort

spoke, he said the last thing I'd ever

"Get rid of it."

him, blinking twice, my mind

remained unchanged, cold, unfeeling. He hadn't just said that-he actually said it. No emotion. No remorse.

stepped closer, locking eyes with me, his voice flat and stern.

fueling the fear growing in my chest. He

the fuck are you saying, Jacob? Get rid of it?!" I snapped, my voice shaking with a mix of fury and disbelief. "It's

only one in their right mind here, Evelyn," he said, as if the answer was obvious. The coldness in his voice was a dagger, one L could feel tearing through me.

for you to have a kid. You're too young.

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