Page 41 of Pregnant By A Rich Demon 2

I felt my entire body go rigid.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

“You heard me.” She tilted her head, studying me like I was a science experiment. “You sure that baby isyours, Amai?”

“You’re only saying that because you’re mad I moved on without you,” I said, my voice dangerously quiet.

“Yeah, aight.” She shrugged, her smile never wavering. “You have no idea what the fuck is going on behind the scenes. But I can’t wait until you find out.”

She rolled over.

Pulled the covers up over her shoulder.

And went to sleep.

Just like that.

Like she hadn’t just dropped a grenade in the middle of my life and left me spiraling inside.

I stood there staring at her back.

My mind racing.

My heart pounding.

Then I turned and walked out of the room.

Grabbed a pillow and a blanket from the hall closet.

Went to one of the guest rooms and locked the door behind me.

After showering, I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Tried to sleep.

Couldn’t.

Because all I could hear was Yaya’s voice.

“You sure it’s yours?”

The way she’d said it.

Not like a question.

Like astatement.

Like she knew something I didn’t.

I grabbed my phone and pulled up Truth’s contact.

Stared at her name for a long time.

Then put the phone down.

I didn’t know what I was going to say.

Didn’t know what I was going to ask.