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"You already know, Rina," Victor's voice cut through the air like a sharp blade, laced with a cruel indifference that sent shivers down my spine, 
"I won't love you, no matter what you do. No matter how many times you beg, nothing will happen!
You knew from the beginning that Helena was the girl I loved!! "

His words, laced with disdain, were like a devastating blow to my heart. 

Each syllable was a reminder of the love I had lost, a love that had once burned brightly but was now extinguished, replaced by an icy void.

Victor continued, his tone unrelenting,

 "The only reason I married you is because that was my grandmother's request" 

"I'll take care of giving you money, no matter how much, but please don't bother me and Helena anymore," he added. 

Tears streamed down my cheeks, a torrent of pain and despair that I could no longer contain. 

The dream I had nurtured, the hope that our love could be rekindled, crumbled before my eyes.

 The reality was far more brutal than any nightmare I had ever imagined.

I had once planned to surprise him, to share the joyous news that I was pregnant with our child. 

 But now, it seemed that he didn't care for me, and my hopes for our unborn baby were shattered. What place did our child have in a world where its father had rejected it before it even had a chance to exist?

As Victor's words hung in the air, a chilling silence descended upon the room, broken only by the steady rhythm of my heartache.

 I was left with the agonizing realization that the love I had cherished was nothing but a cruel illusion, a marriage that had led me astray in the vast desert of my broken dreams.

Pregnant With His Child

"H-huh, w-what did you just say?" Rina said in disbelief, her eyes widening as she tried to process Victor's words.

Just a moment ago, Victor seemed at a loss and almost vulnerable. He had appeared downtrodden, as if he'd been carrying the weight of their situation.

But now, there was no sign that he was just joking around.

"W-what are you saying? We're just going to pretend, so why are you suggesting we act like that in front of them? T-there's no way I'm agreeing to what you're saying, Victor..."

"What why? Are you seriously still asking that? Of course, that's impossible. I might let you hug me, hold my hand, be sweet to you, and even call you 'honey' like you always call me. But not the kissing part. There's just no way," she said, her voice tinged with disgust at the idea.

She then looked away, unable to meet his intense gaze any longer.

A kiss