“This baby is ours. He’s proof of our love. No one’s gonna point fingers, okay? I promise.”
“I’ll buy him a big house… send him abroad… let him take over my company one day… Shh, don’t cry, okay? You’re not well. The baby will feel it too.”
Every word out of Orville’s mouth stabbed me in the gut.
‘He used to love me… didn’t he? But when Blaire jumped that day… he must’ve panicked. He must’ve felt something.
‘That’s why he saved her. Held on like she was some lost treasure finally back in his arms. And now, all he does is protect her, coddle her… worship her like she’s made of porcelain.’
Then he grabbed my hand and pushed me toward her.
“Presley, say it. Tell Blairie she didn’t ruin us. That she was only thinking about what’s best for everyone.
“Tell her you’ll love the baby like your own. That we’ll give him everything… our love, the company, everything…”
Blaire clung to my hand and looked at me like she was sorry.
“Presley… Will you love this baby too? Are you mad at me? I didn’t mean for it to be like this. It was Orville. He said he loved me. It’s not what I wanted, Presley.”
Then, suddenly, she threw her arms around me.
“If it really hurts you, I’ll leave with this baby. I’ll never bother Orville again. I won’t ruin your life anymore.”
I was just about to push her off. But then she leaned in, her voice barely a quick whisper in my ear.
“You lost, sweetheart. Orville loves me now.”
And then—she grabbed my hand, slapped it to her chest, and let out a scream like I’d shoved her.
“Don’t, Presley! Don’t hurt me!”
And just like that, that insane woman threw herself backward.
Even Orville couldn’t catch her—he just grabbed the edge of her shirt as she crashed to the floor with a loud thud.
Everyone was stunned.
Even me.
I stared at her in utter disbelief.
‘What. The. Fuck. So, she didn’t lose her memory?! She’s still the same manipulative, obsessed liar she’s always been!’
Orville dropped beside her like a worried sick husband as he scooped her up.
“Blairie! Are you okay? Where does it hurt?”
Blaire winced.
“My belly… My baby… I think the baby’s scared…”
Dad stood slowly. His eyes were dark. Cold.
Then—he hit me so hard my vision blurred.
“You heartless girl! You want your sister dead?! You’ve always been jealous of her!
“Get out. Get out of this house. You’re not my daughter anymore!”