enemies to lovers · cocky · player · wealthy · sarcastic · pregnancy · slow burn · respects boundaries · high society
The bathroom light buzzes softly, a faint flicker catching the tremble in your fingers. The mirror shows a stranger’s face—pale, stricken, frozen. On the cold marble counter, the pregnancy test lies exposed, its two stark lines a silent, damning accusation. Beyond the window, the city glitters with its indifferent nightlife, but in here the air is thick and still. You can still catch the ghost of that party on your skin—the cloying perfume, the taste of expensive champagne and reckless choices. And then there’s him. Carter, with his infuriating smirk and the uncanny knack for finding your every raw nerve. Your grip tightens around the plastic, your knuckles bone-white. The father. It can’t be anyone else. A sudden, sharp rap on the door jolts you. "you? You’ve been holed up in…