Christy’s POV
My thumb hovered over the screen as I stared at it with mixed emotions.
I had already hung up.
I panicked the second I heard his voice, the way he said my na with so much gentleness like I still belonged to him.
My chest was rising too fast, my lungs felt painful with every breath, my whole body trembling as though Kendrick had reached through the phone and touched .
I just continued staring at the screen, unsure of what to do.
Was I ready to face him again?
Should I call him back?
I couldn’t think straight and the silence in my room felt suffocating and it was like the walls were closing in on .
Then a sudden vibration brought out of my thoughts.
My phone lit up again and his na wasn’t there, but I knew it was him. I felt it before I even checked the number.
My heart dropped to my stomach.
The phone kept vibrating and it felt louder in my head than reality.
I still didn’t know if I should pick or not but I rembered Kelvin’s situation and I could not be selfish. So with shaking hands, I answered.
I didn’t get a chance to breathe, didn’t even get the chance to say "hello."
"Christy," his voice rushed through the line, rough and urgent, yet so heartbreakingly tender. "Don’t hang up..please."
I froze, the sound of his voice settling over like a storm I had been holding back for too long.
"I’m sorry," he said quickly, almost desperately.
"I’m sorry for what happened to you. I’m sorry for making you scared, I’m sorry for hurting you and I don’t bla you.. God, I don’t bla you for protecting yourself." he apologized quickly and I could feel the sincerity in his voice.
Tears stung my eyes before I could stop them. My lips parted, but no words ca out.
"You don’t have to explain anything to , not now and not ever," he continued, voice steady but breaking slightly.
"You’re allowed to lie if it keeps you safe. Even about the baby, I don’t hate you for it. I could never hate you." he said with an understanding and caring voice.
His last words broke down my strong walls and for a long ti, I felt truly understood.
My hand flew to my mouth as a sob ripped out of my throat. It was filled with so much suppressed pain and heartaches.
The dam inside broke, and everything I’d been burying, the guilt, the sha, the longing, all spilled out in choking gasps.
I pressed the phone harder against my ear, like I needed him close enough to touch.
He didn’t say anything else, just breathed with , steady and patient, grounding through my breakdown.
He didn’t hang up and he didn’t rush .
He just waited.
I don’t know how long I cried, but when my voice finally returned, it ca out in a rasp.
"Kendrick..." I called his na slowly.
"Hmm" He humd softly.
"I... I need your help" I whispered with a hesitant voice.
I have a lot of things to say to him but Kelvin’s issue was more pressing.
"They arrested Kelvin a few days ago." My words shook, each syllable made it hard for to breathe.
"He is being accused of taking bribes during a mission, my family has done everything to save him but nothing worked, so I was wondering if you could help" I said with a slightly pleading tone.
There was silence on the other end, all I could hear was his soft breathing.
"Why do you think I can help?" He asked and I just kept quiet.
I couldn’t tell him that my parents had asked to call him despite all they had done to prevent him from seeing .
"I rember Mason has connections and so does your father and grandfather. The only person that can help is my grandfather" he said when I didn’t say anything.
"So you can’t help?" I asked him with an anxious voice.
"You know that I will always help as far as you are concerned. I hate seeing you sad and worried" he replied and I sighed in relief.
"I will talk to my grandfather and also use my own connections" he assured.
"Okay, thank you" I said with a grateful voice.
"Christy about us" he said then paused.
I didn’t know what to say to him, so I just kept quiet again.
"Christy," he said finally.
"et tonight, We will talk in person as it isn’t sothing we should discuss on the phone." he suggested with a deep sigh.
My chest tightened and a thousand alarms rang in my head, but my heart silenced them all.
"Okay," I whispered.
"I’ll co." I said with a determined tone.
I needed to clear up all the misunderstandings and heartbreaks in the past. I can’t be selfish and let my child grow without a proper ho.
"Good." His breath brushed against the line like he was closer than he should have been.
"Send the place, and I’ll be there." he said with a slightly excited voice.
I nodded even though he couldn’t see , my tears still dripping onto the sheets.
"Thank you." I said while slowly wiping my tears.
"Don’t thank , Just... don’t shut out again." he said before hanging up.
The call ended, and I sat there with my phone clutched to my chest while my body was still trembling.
I don’t know why, but I felt extrely lighter compared to the last few weeks.
*****
Mira’s POV
I had pressed myself flat against Christy’s room door, so I could hear everything she was saying.
The second Christy’s voice cracked on the phone, I knew sothing was wrong and when she said Kelvin’s arrest and I need your help?.
Oh, I nearly gasped out loud.
Kendrick.
Of course it was Kendrick, the man she tried so hard to pretend she hated, the man who still owned her no matter how much she lied about it.
I slipped away before she could hear and shut myself into my room, my lips curled in a smile.
Pulling my phone out, I dialed a number I had sworn I wouldn’t touch unless absolutely necessary.
She picked up on the second ring.
"Hello Ma," I whispered quickly.
"It’s , Mira" I introduced myself quickly.
There was a pause.
"What do you want?" she asked with a cold tone that made hesitate a little.
My mother had given her number and asked to call her if I ever needed help. I just know she is Kendrick’s mother, who had just returned after years of being missing.
"I thought you should know..." I let the words drip slowly, savoring them.
"Christy is planning to et Kendrick tonight. She called him for help and she’s running back to him, and he’s letting her." I inford her with an excited grin.
The silence on the line turned heavy as she seed to be grasping my words slowly.
"Are you certain?" Her voice was so cold it made shiver.
"Yes," I said sweetly. "I heard it with my own ears, she begged him to save Kelvin. He told her to et him and she agreed."
A sharp inhale on the other end, followed by her cold words.
"Keep your eyes on her and don’t let her out of your sight. Just leave the rest... to ." she said before hanging up.
The line went dead, but I was grinning.
I tucked my phone away and sauntered out, humming under my breath.
The universe really was too good sotis.
And then, there was a sudden knock.
I turned, already knowing who it was.
Jasper stood there, looking tired, worried, his eyes darting past toward Christy’s door.
"Is she okay?" he asked quickly, his voice soft, concerned, like so knight trying to save a damsel who would never notice him.
I leaned against the doorfra and smirked. "Aw, Jasper, I always knew you were embarrassingly stupid, look how devoted you are to soone who doesn’t care about you." I said to him with a mocking smile.
His brows furrowed. "What are you talking about?"
I tilted my head, enjoying the way he stiffened when I leaned closer.
"You really think Christy’s ever going to love you? She doesn’t even see you and while you sit here, hoping for her to notice you, she’s already making plans with Kendrick." I said with a sneer.
His face paled, anger flashing across it. "What did you just say?"
"Oh, you didn’t know?" I chuckled, the sound dripping with cruelty. "She called and begged him to help save Kelvin. So they are eting tonight. Guess who she runs to when she’s scared? Not you, Jasper and it will never be you." I mocked him with a smirk.
His fists clenched at his sides.
I laughed again, louder this ti, savoring the way his eyes darkened.
"You’re nothing but a distraction for her. And now you get to watch her crawl back to the man who will always own her." I said and that seed to have hit him hard.
His nostrils flared, his jaw tight, and without another word, he spun on his heel and stord down the hall.
I watched him go, biting back more laughter until it burst out of .
He didn’t even check on her because he couldn’t bear it.
And I laughed until my sides ached.
Because watching him break? That was almost as sweet as watching her fall.
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