Dad's best friend secret baby

Chapter 44

Evie

I was asleep when I woke up in an empty apartment. Dad did say he was going to the shop to continue his work.

I was happy and greatly relieved that he had employees. All he did now was direct... manage. He was even planning to expand his shop.

I couldn't be more grateful for him... for his support. I didn't know what I'd do if he decided to leave me in this state.

My hands found my belly. It was slowly becoming an everyday thing when I woke up.

I didn't know if this was how pregnant women were. Or it was just me.

My stomach was barely there, still, I placed my hands there to try to not only feel a heartbeat but also let my baby know that mommy was here. Mommy would always be there.

I didn't know what Mom would think about me now. She might not be proud of me, but I hoped she was. I hoped she would be proud of me throughout this journey.

Tears pooled in my eyes when I recalled Dad's words from two nights ago.

The child needs its father, Evie.

That meant he didn't mind Ethan being involved in all this. But did I? Did I mind?

Truly the child needed its father, but did I need Ethan? Did I need whatever he was to me?

Perhaps only time could tell. Wait, time?

My eyes flitted to the time when I saw it was a quarter to ten.

Shit.

My interview was scheduled for 10 a.m. How could I have slept in? Why did my fucking alarm not wake me? And dad too?

All I recalled was a feathery kiss on my head. Why didn't he wake me?

I jumped off the bed, sprinting inside the bathroom. The shower was the quickest I took in my entire life.

I rushed out and shrugged on a black gown. It was a body con long-sleeved with collars around the neck.

After that, I sat in the chair and set to do my makeup. I was a bit relieved when I saw I didn't need much.

My eyebags were slowly fading, my eyes didn't seem as empty. But my heart... my heart remained the same, lonely, empty, and yearning...

I dabbed a bit of powder and smothered on a small amount of clear lip gloss.

I hesitated before diving into my drawer to bring out a box of jewelry— the one he'd given me on my birthday.

I tried to keep it locked away. I didn't want to deal with the emotions it brought, but now... Scratch that. Now I didn't even know why I brought it out.

I also didn't know why I picked the silver necklace and stared at the butterfly-shaped pendant.

I'd only opened the box once after he gave it to me. It was a few days after my birthday.

I placed the necklace in my palm, lightly tracing the pendant.

My breath turned shaky as I tried to imagine what he'd felt when he was getting this.

Was this solely a reciprocation because of how I helped Sophie? Or... I quickly shook my head. Like every one of my neckpieces, it was ordinary. I wore it and refocused my attention to my face.

All good things, all good things.

The interview was with an academy. It was nothing compared to Everest, but it would do.

Since I didn't complete the volunteering experience at Ethan's mansion, and it wasn't an academy, I couldn't transfer. I had to start over.

I barely spent a few months in New York, but this was what I wanted right? A fresh start.