Pawila Winifred

"Truth or dare," he said, and I scowled. I hate backing down from his silly games so easily. No, not this time. Not ever! This is when I get to show just how much I hate him.

"Dare," I replied, locking eyes with him. Let's see what he has up his sleeve.

"I dare you to kiss me."

***

Two weeks ago, I thought I'd escaped Mr. Perfect's grasp when I resigned from his company. No more mindless Truth and Dare games, no more toxic dynamics. Or so I thought...

Now, reality slaps me in the face: I'm carrying his child. 

Will Mr. Perfect accept this unexpected twist? Or will my happy ever after remain a distant dream?

Accidental Pregnancy with Mr. Perfect

　　As I held Grandma Scott's body, I felt like a child again, seeking comfort from the only person who had ever truly loved and cared for me. The memories of our life together rushed over me in a wave: her warm smile, the way she'd tuck me in at night, the stories she'd tell me about the past.


　　Why didn't I ever stop to understand her?


　　The only parent I ever had was her. I wish I could bring her back. I wish I could make things right. She didn't have to go through so much because of what life gave him.


　　The cops came, the sirens coming from the ambulance, I just didn't know what was going on until I saw Grandma being wheeled away and I was in Dahila's arms.


　　She held me, "I love you." She said while I wrapped my arms around her. She's all I have now. She and my baby are all I have now.


　　"I love you with all my heart Dahila." I felt our baby which was in her stomach, "I will never leave you for anyone." I kissed her, tears choking me at the back of my throat.


CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE TRIAL