Chapter 5

Atlas glared at me, his anger burning hot and unwavering.

But he didn’t see the redness blooming across my cheek, the sharp sting left behind by Ivy’s slap.

I lifted my head, meeting his gaze with a calm, almost eerie stillness.

“The one who should be apologizing isn’t me,” I said quietly. “It’s Ivy,”

His brows furrowed, irritation flickering in his eyes, but I continued before he could interrupt.

“She brought up my father, Atlas. Don’t you think you owe me an apology for what happened back then?”

For a split second, something flickered across his face–something unreadable. Then it was gone.

“If it weren’t for me, your father would have died even sooner,” he said, his voice cold with certainty. “Celeste, I promised your father I’d take care of you for the rest of my life. But that promise came with a condition–you wouldn’t hurt Ivy.”

I stared at him, and then laughed. A quiet, hollow sound. How foolish of me to think, even for a moment, that he

might finally see me.

Just as the edges of my vision darkened, the room tilted violently, and then–nothing.

When I woke up, the sterile scent of disinfectant filled my nose. A nurse stood by my bedside, gently removing the

IV from my arm.

“Congratulations,” she said with a kind smile. “You’re pregnant.”

My breath caught.

“You need to be extra careful,” she continued. “Your body is weak–you can’t afford too much stress. Try to rest, eat well, and keep your emotions stable.”

five years, I had wanted to have a

of it, longed for it. And now, at the worst possible moment, life

*Buzz.*

the hospital sheets: Atlas.

was

fine as long as you

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message followed.

I’ll come pick

cold, bitter laugh slipped from my lips.

Laurent, the doctor has

me.”

leading me toward

A familiar voice confirmed

crossed, an unmistakable smirk playing at the corners of her lips. She took

mused. “You’re more stubborn than I

I said nothing.

my face like a cat playing with its prey. “Do you know why you never got pregnant in the last five

against my stomach, an invisible chill

into a conspiratorial whisper. “Because I told Atlas I didn’t want you

child.”

to

skin. “Every morning, when he

smiled sweetly, waiting, expecting to see

didn’t give her the satisfaction. I met her gaze,

faltered slightly, as if my lack of reaction

make it. A sudden force slammed into my back. My balance was ripped from beneath

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