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Lucas had not come home quickly as he had said. It was already dawn and there was no sign of him. He had only sent a text, saying he would be back soon. Now, it was seven in the morning and I was in the kitchen, making breakfast.

As soon as I poured myself some milk, the front door opened and I heard footsteps. I didn't bother saying anything until I saw Lucas walk into the kitchen with clothes different from what he had worn earlier. In my head, I became suspicious.

"Good morning," I said and he smiled at me.

"Hi," he said, sounding tired. He approached me and leaned against the island behind me.

"So, how's the baby?" I asked and turned around with my glass of milk.

"He had a serious fever. I kinda slept off on a couch at the hospital and woke up a few minutes ago. I was so tired of everything that's been happening lately. I'm so sorry if this is affecting you. If this child ends up being mine, it's going to be hard because Cindy is trying to seduce me."

I almost choked on my mil