The Love From Vengeance

143 IS IT MINE?

LUKE’S POV

“How are you so sure that this child is mine, huh?” I quizzed Tiffany, and my tone was goddamn serious. Playtime was over.

“I know it’s yours, Luke. I haven’t been with anyone else, since we, you know, split,” she answered firmly.

“But how can you be so sure? We’ve been apart for a while now,” I replied, still not convinced. “And we had sex only this one time. So, how can you be so sure?” “I’m sure, alright. And I won’t abort this baby, no matter what. You have to take responsibility,” Tiffany spoke loudly, I could see hear the anger out of her tone. Oh great. Now I had gotten myself into this goddamn situation. To be honest with myself, I still had doubts about Tiffany’s claim, but I couldn’t ignore the possibility that the child could be mine.

“You can run a DNA test if you want,” she suggested.

“You think I’m going to do that?”

“Of course. Why won’t you?”

“I just need you to be honest with me. Are you really pregnant?”

“What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I’m pregnant. Do you think I’ll just come to you and start making up false stories.”

“Might be possible.” I shrugged.

“Heyy!” She bawled immediately. “What do you take me for? A golddigger?”

“I never said that.”

“But that’s what you meant.”

“Did you come here to argue?”

“I didn’t, but I can see that that’s exactly what you want.”

“Hold on, how did you know I was at the hospital?”

“You’re at the hospital? Doing what?”

“Oh fuck, it’s none of your business. You don’t work in there again?” I gestured toward the hospital not too far from us.

used to work at, you

no need to be rude. It was just a simple

out of an

tolerate these insults anymore. Do

you going to do then? Hit me?”

supposed

saw

of correction miss, I am

you were as ugly as your

are you

You considered me to be a trash. You just slept with me like I was nothing.”

I snapped my fingers. “I

with an unfriendly look. “I don’t want your money. I just want you to take full responsibility

I

“Think about what?”

for me to know, and you to shut up.”

just

the lady who called me a

are one,” she

chuckled. “You can start

you go!” She fired

to stand here at

of your

Since you’re carrying my child.” I

shut up!”

of us. “I’ve been looking everywhere

ANDRE’S POV

the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my bedroom. With a yawn, I stretched my arms above my head, feeling the stiffness of sleep slowly ebbing away. The faint chirping of birds outside

remembering the important meeting scheduled for today at work. With a sense of urgency, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the cool wooden

The distant hum of traffic began to grow louder, mingling with the early

of sleep. The mirror reflected back a slightly disheveled version of myself, my dark hair tousled from sleep. I splashed my

routine, I quickly brushed my teeth and ran a comb through my hair, trying to tame the unruly strands into submission. A quick glance at the clock told me I was running behind schedule, and I hurriedly moved to my closet to pick out an

for an important