Guess who got a custom diamond ring from their special someone? Oh right, it’s me.”
“No one else in the world could match us,
Before, Carter’s insistence on defending her had kept me quiet.
Now, I didn’t hold back, commenting publicly:
“Isn’t same–sex marriage still illegal in some places? How did
it to the bedroom?”
you and
your ‘buddy‘ make
“Congrats on moving up from mistress to main. Must’ve been tough.”
“Make sure to keep an eye on him, though. Wouldn’t want him hiding someone else in the
office.”
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I sent her the same messages privately.
She called me, fuming, but I simply deleted and blocked her.
Later, I sat in a bar, sipping my drink, feeling nothing bu
a quiet exhaustion.
Toxic people and their drama belonged in my past now.
Including Carter, and the nine wasted years with him.
I didn’t care anymore.
Still, tears slipped down my cheeks.
not for Carter.
They were for me, for how stubbornly I’d clung to something so wrong for so long.
I had been so foolish.
“Why are you drinking so much?” Hayden took my glass. “Girls shouldn’t overdo it.”
“So what?” My voice was slurred, heavy with alcohol.
“It’s late. Drinking too much isn’t good for you!”
“Ugh, you’re annoying… fine, I’ll stop. I want to go home.”
Somehow, I ended up nestled in his arms, mumbling as he carried me.
“Not my parents‘ place. Don’t take me there… somewhere else…”
I wasn’t even sure what direction I was pointing in.
“Maybe I’ll get married soon,” I murmured, laughing softly as I looped my arms around his neck. “Are you happy for me?”
Q A
“Yeah.”
“If you’re happy, why don’t you kiss me?“.
He froze, surprised. “I… can I?”
Instead of answering, I leaned in and kissed him.
One thing led to another, and by the time I woke up in a hotel room the next morning, clothes strewn across the floor, I felt like the world was collapsing.
What the hell had I done while drunk?!
Panicked, I left before he woke up.
For weeks, I avoided him, dodging phone calls and making excuses about work tr
matchmaking meetings.
Until a month later, when I discovered I was pregnant.
I was stunned.
“Skylar, whose baby is it? How could you–oh my God!” My mom was frantic, pacing in
circles.
I stammered, unsure how to explain Hayden’s involvement.
Then, as if on cue, he showed up at my house.
“It’s mine,” he said calmly.
“Hayden! You two are together?!” My mom’s face lit up with joy.
I stared, dumbfounded.
Turns out, my mystery match had been Hayden all along.
“Sorry I didn’t tell you before. I was worried you wouldn’t like me,” he admitted.
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“Why did you leave that morning? I couldn’t find you and was worried sick.”
Thinking about that night, I wanted to crawl into a hole.
Finally, he wrapped me in his arms, whispering, “Skylar, let me take care of you. From now on, we’re a family!”
Hayden proposed surrounded by our friends and family, sliding a ring onto my finger.
We got married shortly after.
Meanwhile, I heard Carter and Brielle had broken up.
One evening, Hayden was in the kitchen, perfecting a pregnancy–safe soup recipe.
That’s when Carter called again.
“You always loved that dress, right? I bought it for you.”
“I’ve sent Brielle packing. Can we stop this nonsense? I’ll forgive you for running off.”
“Skylar Quinn, where are you? Get back here and marry me!”
Hayden answered the phone instead, his tone unbothered.
“My wife’s busy resting for her pregnancy. Can I help you with something?”
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Q fo
Carter Delaney’s voice exploded on the phone.
“What the hell are you talking about? Skylar Quinn can’t be your wife! She’s my girlfriend!”
“Who are you, and why are you holding Skylar’s phone?!”
“Where’s Skylar? Tell me where she is!”
Hayden Pierce’s voice was calm but firm as he replied, “I’m her legal husband and the father of her child.” Then, without waiting for a response, he hung up.
<nelt beside me, his expression soft and protective.
“I don’t want him upsetting you or stressing you out, especially with the baby on the way. Let’s agree not to answer calls from unknown numbers, okay?”
I nodded, smiling faintly.
