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.

where I used to work at, you dirtbag!”

rude. It was just a simple

of an idiot.”

these insults anymore. Do you

going to do then? Hit

supposed to be heading to this

saw

miss,

as

are you so mad?”

a trash. You just slept

snapped my fingers. “I

gaped at me, with an unfriendly look. “I don’t want your money. I just want you to

we’ll do the DNA test. But I need some time to

“Think about what?”

know, and you to shut up.”

just too

called me a dirtbag.”

you are one,” she

chuckled. “You can start

She fired

to stand here at

none of your

Since you’re carrying my

shut up!”

to the both of us. “I’ve been looking everywhere

ANDRE’S POV

of sleep slowly ebbing away. The faint chirping of birds outside my window signaled the start of a new

for today at work. With a sense of urgency, I swung my

I glanced out the window, taking in the serene view of the city waking up below me. The distant hum of traffic began to grow louder, mingling with the early morning bustle of a city on the move.

into the bathroom, rubbing my eyes to clear the remnants of sleep. The mirror reflected back a slightly disheveled version of myself, my dark hair tousled from sleep. I splashed my face with

my morning 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

the classic choice for an important meeting. As I dressed, I mentally went over the key