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I feel so guilty for causing this much emotional pain to everyone who has treated me like family ever since I met them.

If Kane had stuck true to his word to love me with all his heart and be there for me no matter what, I wouldn’t be in this mess.

As I pull out of the large driveway, I take one last look at the house with so many memories in the six weeks I lived there. They’re all good memories, even the fights. It’s too bad that good things don’t last forever.

Tears fill my eyes all through the drive to Fiona’s place, and when I arrive, it takes every bit of self-restraint not to break down on the way up to her apartment. I arrive at her door and press the doorbell, bouncing on my feet as I wait for her to answer.

The memory of Kane meeting Skye for the first time resurfaces in my mind, but I blink repeatedly, trying to keep it from playing out in my head. But the longer I stand here, the more real the recollection becomes until I find myself replaying the memory over and over.

I close my eyes as I reminisce about Kane and me waiting for Fiona to answer the door and how nervous he was to finally see his niece. I also remember how Fiona found us kissing as she opened the door.

Overwhelmed by my emotions, I bite my lips as the torrents of tears start to fall.

Fiona finds me sobbing outside of her door, and she extends her arms without a word. I collapse into her arms, weeping bitterly. I hear the sound of little feet running around in her living room, and I cry harder, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.

My baby girl and I are back to crashing at Fiona’s. I feel like such a failure.

My tears eventually stop, and Fiona whispers, "Ready to talk about it?"

I nod and begin narrating the full tale of the events to her. She’s fuming after hearing my story.

“I’m going to terminate the contract with K-Synch.”

I try to dissuade her, “Don’t do that. I don’t want your work to be affected in any way because of me.”

She cups my face and tells me, “I’ve supported you through ups and downs, Chloe. Trust me when I say that terminating the contract with K-Synch isn’t going to affect me in any way. Meanwhile, let’s get you a new job.

I throw up for the fourth time in an hour and lean my head against the cool ceramic toilet bowl.

Fiona is hovering over me with one of her hands bunching up my ponytail and rubbing my back in soothing motions with the other hand.

“What’s going on?” I groan, my mouth thick with the aftertaste of stomach acid.

Fiona pulls me away and reaches up to flush the toilet before crouching and meeting my eyes. “We need to take you to the hospital,” she suggests.

A couple of hours later, we’re at a small hospital not too far from Fiona’s apartment. Skye is cradled up in my arms, asleep, and Fiona is sitting next to me, trying to encourage me to be positive about the test results.

“Hopefully, it’s not going to be anything serious,” she says, “And whatever it is, they should cure you quickly. We can’t have you throwing up on your interview tomorrow.”

I blush in embarrassment, just thinking about it, "Ugh! Honestly, Fiona, you’re giving me all sorts of ideas.

She gasps and hits my knee, “Don’t throw up during your interview! Okay?”

The doctor, an elderly man in a white coat, comes out to meet us. In his hand is an envelope that he hands out to me as he says, “Miss Smith? Congratulations, you’re having a baby.”

“A what?”

He nods, “You’re eight weeks pregnant.”

Fiona and I share similar looks of apprehension. I’m struggling to fend for myself and Skye already. Now I have to look after another child.

And what’s worse. The baby is Kane’s.

Chapter 27

Kane

I Miss Her

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