Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 81

Just as Leila planned, Tatum's back barely touches the bed before he falls asleep, he had already been dozing off in the car on their way back home. Leila lies, cradled in Tatum's arm for a while but her eyes are wide open, her heart racing with many emotions, her mind clouded with a plethora of thoughts.

She feels comforted being next to Tatum and she would not trade this life for anything else but tonight she drugged him, even if it is for the greater good, she cannot shake off the guilt that is slowly and painfully clawing at her heart. When she feels Tatum is deeply asleep, she carefully wriggles free from his arms and waves her fingers across his face and Tatum feels it but he doesn't move.

He has never been asleep, although a tad bit drowsy from the effect of the drug.

Right now, he can hear the sound of Leila's heart beating fervently like a drum whose drummer has the intention of beating it till it rips apart.

What is she up to?

He watches with a broken heart as she changes from her gown into a pair of Jean and hoodie, trying his best to keep his eyes as squinted as possible not to let her know he can see her. Where is she going? Is she sneaking out to meet someone?

Is it Kelvin?

Will he never be enough for her? He gave up finding a cure for his own mate just so he can have an excuse to be with her.

that he is genuine and really

d be shuts his eye but he cannot shut

wing out of his house at night to possibly meet

way to bar. He is supposed to be the 'oha, the top nete cot seem to find a grip on his own wite.

tot nade pessing against his cheek, her lips, just as her At down his hair before she leaves the room.

mined, unadulterated and agonising tears through him are takes all his resolve not to grab her and ask her where she is

They are frents, real trends, even before any of this, if she cannot trust him as her husband, what about as a friend?

He's supposed to feel angry but that feeling is distant, the only thing he can feel is the crippling agony slashing through the heart with reckless abandon

What is she doing? Why can't she just trust him? He knows he failed her in the past but he wants to do better now.

Does he follow her to see what she is up to? No, he doesn't want to scare her swer

she would let him in, that she will see that he is on her site he has always been, he will always

stays awake, counting the hours till Leila returns

a sound but when she looks in the direction of the bed, a pair of red eyes are staring directly at her and she yelps, her hand flying to

her jeans and hoodie?

tell him?

up page when Tatum flic on the light by the bedpost and his eyes return to normal but

a run, sweet pea?" Tatum

went for a run," Leila replies incoherently

is for her to lie to him but he will accept lies all day and night

her, he can't imagine life without her by his

will learn to

his hands towards her and she walks up nervously to him, avoiding his

cuddle, kissing her nape and squeezing her tight and he feels greatly relieved that she smells of him and not another

whispers softly," we should do

the thing you are currently doing without my knowledge,' he says to himself

pumps to the

thing with the back

have

of his wannars has just taken down another

see how he did that?' He asks Leite, touching

touch, like someone jolted out of a trance by his touch *ter body is present there, perhaps he spirit too but her mind is already Tar gone "What? Who did what?' Leila replies, glancing from the bleadied man in the auditorium back to Tatum, looking completely clueless as to what happened "Are you

fine, Leila replies

"Are you su

a bit harsh before it drops an octave lower. I

smiles sadly at her and he doesn't push

different about her since then. He wants to help her, he wants to share burden but she doesn't

hurts.

match,' she said but she is already completely lost in her

he ever

trust him and she doesn't even try to hide it, the fact is like a thorn, slicing deep into his heart

looks at the bodies being thrown around in the middle of the arena but she cannot

abyss of theories of what ifs, some scary to even imagine, some strange to ponder but they all nibble on her mind, urging her to make sense out of it and find the truth. Curtis found someone who may be

now, she hopes to hear from him

a high ranking member of the council and yet, the