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Chapter 43 : Him

December 28th 

7:56 pm

I'm in the kitchen sitting on one of the barstools, eating pomegranate pepper and strawberries? And to me it tastes like heaven in a bowl, but now I know after today's check up, that this tastes terrible and it's just my pregnancy brain.

I keep thinking if I have this baby will Isaac be okay with it? He has told me multiple times that he doesn't really like kids, and that Love was an exception, but what about his own children, how will he feel?

I feel someone kiss my forehead, and because of previous reasons it startles me like hell. I jump in my seat.

"You ok?" Isaac asks with a smile, I take a deep breath.

"I'm fine, when did you get back?"

"Not too long ago, didn't you hear the door open?"

"No, sorry." Isaac squints his eyes at me.

"You don't look to good, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I actually went to the doctor's office earlier today, he said it was nothing to worry about, just a common cold." I lie, I don't know why I lied, I could have told him, but after the last experience telling my baby daddy that I am carrying his child, led with him leaving me.

"You sure?" Isaac said not believing me, and rightfully so.

"Yeah, why?" I said doing my best to keep up the act.

"Because you have your stress face on again." Isaac said with hooded eyes and a smirk.

"No I don't, you do." Isaac looked at me then arched an eyebrow.

"Okay." Isaac said with shrug then walked out of the kitchen.

"I'm not lying." I yelled after him.

"I never said you were." I start to bite my fingernails.

"And stop biting your fingernails." Isaac yells out for me. And I instantly put my hands in my lap.

"Wizard." I say to myself.

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December 29th 

8:23 am

Isaac just left for work, Lovey's at school, and I have a shoot that was supposed to be scheduled for today, but I'm sick, so it will be scheduled for tomorrow, so today I have the day off.

I'm sitting on the couch trying to finish season 5 of Game of Thrones, me and Valerie are super into that fantasy shit, we finished the shows Shadow and Bone, cursed, and our personal favourite Outlander.

I'm on the part where Sansa's product of incest fiance is found dead, and I'm relishing every minute of it, he deserves everything that's coming to him. Then I get a call, I pause the TV and pick up the phone.

"Hey Sarah this isn't a good time right now I'm watching someone die."

"That sounds classy, but this is way more important."

"What could be way more important?"

"You remember Guinevere?"

"Yeah, what about her?"

"Well she's claiming that you stole her part in the shoot."

"Which one?" I say confused.

"Your first one, she's saying that you swooped in and took her place." So she was the model that didn't showing up.

"When did this even happen." I say with my eyebrows furrowed.

"Today on her live, she's making bullshit accusations about you that aren't even true, you talked to her for like a second and she saying that you were out to get her from the start.

"That little bitch, thanks for telling me Sar."

"No problem, that bitch needs to be checked, and since I'm a football wife, I don't want to cause any drama, especially for Benji's career.

"No, I get it."

"Good, anyways I'll see you at the party."

"You too." Sarah is referring to Jeanette's New Year's Eve party that she's throwing this year. I hang up the phone contemplating what I'm going to do when I get my hands on that blond bitch's hair, it's going to be on sight.

I suddenly get hungry for donuts, and I could doordash some but I have a fear of someone spitting in my food, so instead I drive to Dunkin Donuts by my self.

I get out of my car and even though I still have the Guinevere situation in my mind, I'm excited for donuts, like every human being on Earth. I walk into the facility then walk over to the cashier.

"Hi how may I help you?" The cashier asks politely.

"Hi, can I have an iced coffee with caramel drizzle please, and a dozen sprinkled donuts?"

"Sure, will that be all?"

"Yes."

"Ok that will be $8.49."

"Ok, I say pulling out my phone and opening apple pay."

"Rowan?" I looked over to see him, Michael, Michael Morell.

To be continued...

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Author's note

Hey guys, I know what you're thinking, such a short last chapter, but I already crammed a bunch of other things that I had left in the last two chapters that you saw recently.

If you're not following me and you haven't seen my wall already, I posted saying the next book will be called unconditionally, and I already finished 6 chapters of the next book, so I will be posting three chapters of said book tomorrow, I work fast.

I will also be correcting the grammar in this book, and sorry for some the inconsistency, and minor mistakes they will be fixed too.

I'm so happy that you guys were on this ride with me, and these characters. Please comment on what I should do better in the next book, I would appreciate it if you would vote comment and like this book, see you guys later.