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seventy

FIRST OF ALL!
don't forget to check my new book: "Contrast". I hope you're enjoying it.

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{breanna's pov}
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4 months later.
Los Angeles.

One more day of work. The magazine was on fire. Everyone loves it and I can easily say that it is the magazine that sells the most.

Talking about magazines, well, all the gossip magazines keep writing about Cameron and I.

Some of them found out some old information about us and "someone" told them about our old relationship while we were teenagers.

We never revealed our actual relationship status. Some of them think we're together, others still think that I'm a thing with Kian but no one really knows.

Usually couples that show off all the time, never work. They only show the perfect side.

So Cameron and I decided to keep it lowkey.
We're always careful when we hang out, trying to show that it's everything for the magazine. A professional relationship.

I was writing the last words of the article when I heard someone knocking.

"Walk in." I quickly said looking up.

Destiny opened the door, holding a phone against her chest.

"It's Aaron." She whispered.

"Give me that..." I said confused extending my hand.

She placed the magazine's phone on my hand and I immediately placed it against my ear.

"Thank you." I mouthed as she nodded leaving my office.

"Hey Aaron, what's up ?"

"Oh thank God finally you picked up. I tried to call you." He said and I checked my phone to see five missed calls.

"Did something happen ?" I asked worried.

"Kylie went into labour." He said and I could notice how nervous he was.

"Aaron slow down, take a deep breath, go see Kylie, support her and I'll be there in a few." I said immediately closing my MacBook.

"Okay okay. Bye!"

I hung up the call, placed the phone over my desk and grabbed my bag.

"Des, I need to leave, please cancel everything for today." I said quickly walking by her.

I closed the door of the magazine and got into the elevator down the hall, going go the first floor.

I took my phone out of my jacket's pocket and called Cameron.

"What's up loser?" I hear him saying, accepting the call.

"Good morning for you too!" I said chuckling but trying to catch my breath at the same time of how fast I was walking.

"Wait, are you okay ?"

"Yeah, I'm going to the hospital."

"What? Why? Bree, what the fuck is going on ?"