𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙙 || 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙞 𝙨𝙫𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙫

chapter 14

andrei's pov:

I felt like crap. I felt like I couldn't breathe or sleep. I needed someone and that person is my ex, Ophelia. She's worldwide famous and all over the place, the world. 3 weeks ago, I finally met her and saw a kid next to her who I thought was my twin. She could be my daughter. My flesh, my blood.

I frustratedly exhale and ran my hand over my hair, "I don't know what to do, man."

This is so complicated. And different how this is from before.

"Well, you gotta talk to her," Dougie said and I quietly scoff. "To talk things out. You've been so horrible these couple of days ago and you need to sleep. This is not good, Andrei."

"She had a kid beside her. At the park,"

Dougie stopped what he was doing and stared at me. He dropped his jaw and jerked his head closer to mine in surprise as he sat down on the couch.

"I think it's mine, I think it's my daughter. She looked like me and it's freaking me out,"

He grabbed my shoulder and shook his head, "Did you talk to Ophelia?"

I sighed and looked around. I tightened my jaw. "I did but Ophelia left and took the girl."

Dougie scoff and walked to the kitchen, "Damn." He muttered and I rolled my eyes. I grabbed out my phone and stared at the background as I gaze at her. She was a beautiful and breathtaking woman I've seen. She still is and a guy would be lucky to have her. But, I couldn't let them because I still had feelings for her. I love her. I couldn't lose her but it was too late.

I broke up with our relationship because I thought between us wasn't healthy as enough for us continue like this and we were both very young at that time. Dumb enough to break up with her over ending our relationship just because what we had between us wasn't healthy and good. I hated myself for that. I couldn't forgive myself or look at myself. I was stupid, dumb and young and my life was different without her. I want her back and again. She was the love of my life but I never realized it because like I said, I was young and stupid. I never focused on what we had, I only cared about my career. My job and it was the stupidest thing ever. Losing the love of my life over hockey.

I frustratedly groaned and got up as I walked to my room. "Andrei!"

Dougie called my name and I slammed the door. I walked over to my bed and lied down on the bed. I ran my hand over my head and slowly droop out my eyes. I tried to remember Ophelia and I together. It finally came and a smile finally came on my mouth.

"Stop, Andrei!" Ophelia giggled and I smiled. I tickle her more and she laughed, trying to escape my arms as she moved around. I chuckled as I finally stopped. She breathed harshly and placed her warm hand on my cheek as she brushed her lips against mine.

I moved my lips over hers and wrapped my arms around her waist tightly. She smiled and then wrapped her arms around my neck as she pulled me to her.

After our long make-out session, Ophelia pulled away and we tried to catch our breath. I placed my forehead against hers and she closed her eyes.

"I lo-"

It got cut short when a knock came and I groaned, loudly. Can I just remember my memory?! No. "Who is it?" I shouted. No answer. I got up and walked to the door. I opened it. I drop my unsatisfied smile off my face and widen my eyes as I glanced at the person in front of me. What is she doing here?

"Ophelia?"

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