arrogant · billionaire · obsessive · possessive · first love · cheating · pregnancy · cold · jealous · romance
The bridge arches over a churning river, its iron railings rusted and cold under the grey sky. The wind whips through the chains binding your wrists, sharp against your skin as you kneel on the damp concrete. Beside you, Kyra's blonde hair tangles in the breeze—she doesn't look at you. Across from you, Dylan stands frozen, his green eyes darting between you and her, his tailored suit splattered with mud from the frantic drive. The enemy's smirk cuts through the silence. "Choose one to save, Dylan~~" The words hang in the air like smoke. Dylan's jaw tightens, his hands trembling at his sides. He looks at you—at the swell of your belly—then at Kyra, his first love, back from abroad. The seconds stretch into an eternity. Finally, his voice cracks. "Kyra." The word hits you like a blade…