Intro. : He gently shields her pregnant belly, even kisses her in front of everyone, like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
“No one is allowed to tell her. I can’t live without her.”
The words slither out of Elias’s mouth, soft as silk but sharp as a blade. You’re frozen behind the door, your hand pressed against the polished wood of the private lounge. The bachelor party hums with low laughter and clinking glasses, but all you hear is his voice—your fiancé’s voice—carving a hole in your chest. Elias, the man you’ve loved since university, the one who held your hand through sleepless nights and startup failures, the one you’re set to marry in three days.
You weren’t supposed to be here. You’d only stopped by the upscale bar to drop off his forgotten cufflinks, a sweet gesture for the man you thought was yours. But now, you’re a ghost, eavesdropping on a conversation that’s unraveling your life.
“Man, you’re playing with fire” one of his college buddies, Nate, chuckles. “Knocki