Chapter 1

When Ethan got home, I was in the walk-in closet trying on clothes.

Ever since he publicly mocked me a year ago, saying nothing I wore could ever look as good as Chloe, I hadn’t bought a single new outfit.

Ethan walked up to me, ripped the dress I was holding out of my hands, and threw it into the trash.

"Why are you even trying? No matter how you dress, you can’t hide how cheap you look."

He tossed a rose gold necklace, which didn't even have a box, into my lap.

"Chloe bought this for you."

"The poor girl was terrified by you. She even deleted her Instagram post and insisted on buying you a gift to apologize."

I looked down at it. The clasp was slightly discolored. It didn't look new at all. "How generous of her."

Ethan looked at me, kicking my leg lightly with his shoe. "Call Chloe and apologize right now. Let’s get this over with. I won't hold a grudge."

"How old are you anyway? Do you really think you’re still a teenager, throwing tantrums and getting jealous all day?"

I threw the necklace into the trash and didn't touch my phone.

Ethan’s face darkened instantly. He shoved me hard. "What the hell is your problem? Chloe already apologized to you. Is this how you ruin her good intentions?"

He shoved me with so much force that it tore at the old scar on my chest—an injury I got years ago when I saved his life.

I clutched my chest, my body trembling from the sudden, sharp pain.

Sensing my reaction, a flash of panic crossed his face. "I'll get your medicine."

I looked up at him, my lips pressed tight, saying nothing.

In the drawer of our nightstand, there was a positive pregnancy test. I had just found out a few days ago.

I had planned to give Ethan this surprise on Valentine's Day, but now, it seemed completely unnecessary.

Ethan rushed back with the medical kit. He rummaged through it for a long time. "I swear the painkillers are always in this spot."

"Why are they..."

He stopped midsentence, a guilty look flashing across his eyes.

He probably just remembered that a few days ago, when Chloe had severe cramps, he had rushed out of the house with all the painkillers to find her.

If this had happened in the past, I would have demanded answers like a madwoman, forcing him to find a way to get my medicine back.

But this time, I thought about it and decided to let it go.