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BONUS | THE ONE WITH THE RING

THE ONE WITH THE RING

Felicity & Jay

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"Where were you, Jay?" Felicity almost screams, throwing a slipper at him. Luckily enough, he dodges it, before looking at her bewildered.

"You don't throw things at me, Felicity!" Jay calmly hisses, his hands curling into fists, as he resists the urge to either break something or cry.

"Well, throwing things has been going great for you! You know, like me!" Felicity spits, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.

"You're sleeping on the couch," Jay says, pointing to it. It is in the middle of their home, located in one of the many safe suburbs of Brussels. The lavish, burgundy couch is always the centre of attention because of its different colour from the wood theme going on in their house. It always looks inviting. Just not tonight.

"Why don't you? Our bed doesn't seem comfortable for you to sleep during the nights, anyway?" Felicity argues. Blood boils in her bodies, setting her off easily.

Jay immediately shoots back. "Stop! I fells asleep at my office! Plus, Carlos and Connor were there as well!"

"I don't understand why it was necessary!"

"We had a drink or two!"

"With Carlos and Connor? And many of the other people you don't bother to tell me about?" Felicity pushes.

Jay grabs fistfuls of his hair. "Shut the fuck up!" There's that cuss word. Felicity cringes at it, her heart sinking to the bottom of her stomach. Her eyes feel heavy and numb.

Jay never swears in front of her, well, at least at her. When he does, Felicity knows that it's serious and that he just can't keep up with her anymore.

At the back of his mind, Jay realises what he's done but the anger and frustration clouds his judgement. It makes him not want to speak with her any longer, so he stomps to their room.

Felicity stands there, her shoulders slumped in defeat. Going to one of the closets in the hallway and grabbing a blanket and pillow.

Sitting back on the couch, she gets comfortable. After taking a deep breath and trying to relax, she lays down, covering her body up with a thick blanket. She clutches it tightly against her chest, to somehow stop the ache spreading through her chest. Small trails of wetness are drawn on her cheeks and temples, as she chokes back a sob.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, somehow hoping that her love upstairs will hear it. Then, she pulls her phone out.

sent 2:03 AM, FELICITY: Good night, Jay.

Felicity would have written an 'I love you,' but she didn't know if it would have been the best time.

Putting her phone onto the side table behind her, she lays limp, gazing at the slight bump on her body. Smiling, she reaches for it, her hand gently caressing it. "I'm sorry you had to hear that, baby," she whispers, softly. "Daddy is a very good person. I may not be just as good but I can't do anything about it," Felicity softly chuckles, hoping Jay can't hear her at all.

Felicity found out a little over two weeks ago. She's always been bad at telling Jay things and that is exactly why he remains unaware of their unborn baby.

"My little sweetheart, I love you," Felicity coos, finally closing her eyes. "I love the both you and Jay."

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"D-D-Do you think this will work?" Felicity stammers, fiddling with the hem of her white lace embroidered dress.

"It'll be perfect," Eloise assures, pressing a kiss to the side of her head.