Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 30

Despite the bitterness churning in Leila's heart, she puts a placid smile on her face.

"Well, you have always been excellent at everything, Carry on," Lella replies, turning to leave.

Carmela is not half the cook she is, but growing up, Carmela would throw a tantrum and not talk to Leila for days if Leila bested her at anything, whether it was sports, cooking or even academics.

Leila was raised to be humble, not to care much for accolades and to put others first, so she would deliberately falter her efforts, sometimes even secretly helping Carmela out so Carmela would come on top. As long as her best friend was happy, Leila was happy, nothing else mattered.

"Oh don't leave, I was hoping we could have breakfast together, the three of us," Carmela holds Leila back, glancing at Tatum.

"I have some more errands to run, I'll join you for dinner maybe," Leila replies, gently holding Carmela's hand that is holding her elbow and giving her a small smile.

And just like yesterday, Leila suddenly spaces out, staring at Carmela's bare and smooth arm.

Why does she have no scar?

Leila glances at the identical scar she and Carmela got on their wrists from ten years ago.

woke up to the wound on them and it was the very same night Carmela got the Phoenix

even after all these years but her arm that was torn open by the rogue's claw)

"Carmi, your arm-"1

going to get burnt," Carmela shrieks, pulling her hand away

Carmela opens the oven. Something is not right or did she hit

her fingers in pain. She accidentally on purpose

rushes over to Carmela, taking her hands in his, blowing air over

shows affection, care and attention to Carmela in front of her, it feels like he is taking

bear it, they were just friends, her feelings were hidden, but now, Tatum is her husband and her feelings for him are

""Here."

hands the pack of ice to Tatum before wearing the gloves to pull out the grilling pan from the oven but immediately the smell of the grilled chicken wafts into her nose, she feels nauseous and immediately retches over the chicken. Carmela screams in horror and Tatum frowns

happened. Even her cannot explain it, the smell just

her angry face. "If you don't want me cooking in your kitchen you

pound, his emotionless and icy grey eyes sending a chill down her spine. "What is

woke up so early this morning, despite the fact that I could not get any sleep till late in the night, I wanted everything to be perfect, for us to have breakfast together just like in the p-" Carmela breaks into a gut wrenching sob and Tatum wraps his arms around her and it feels to Leila like those same arms are squeezing her heart, draining it of its last drop

husband wrapping himself around his true love and pain is such a nice word to describe what her heart is truly feeling. She takes off the gloves