lucy_mumbua

I had three simple rules:  
1. Never remove the hood and mask.  
2. Don’t attract attention.  
3. Follow rule one and two at all costs.  

Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins.  

I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day.  

But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.

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The room was alive with the sound of laughter and inside jokes that only people who've known each other forever can understand. And honestly? I didn't remember the last time I laughed this hard with Jason's friends—our friends now, I supposed. The ones who once played the role of stupid boys with even dumber bets… now turning into uncles-in-training who were lowkey obsessed with my baby.

I watched Max and Dylan crouched over my belly like it was some ancient oracle. Every time my baby kicked, they acted like it was a sign from the heavens.

"He kicked when I said 'Uncle Max,'" Max pointed out smugly, reclining on the floor like he'd just scored a goal.

"Yeah?" Dylan rolled his eyes. "Well, he kicked harder when I said 'Uncle Dylan.' Clearly, he already has a favorite."

Jason snorted. "Or maybe he was kicking in protest."

Reconciling