Eloise—brightening smile—babybump.

The way the breeze blew her hair back, her smile brightened the day like she was the goddess of the universe, controlling the light and air to enhance her beauty.

Yet, he could only stand in the distance. Staring. Watching. Yearning.

‘ She's pregnant,’ Antonio muttered in his mind, with aches burning inside of him, emptiness pressing against his chest.

His fist clenched out of anger, his eyes burned with late realization. His breath shuddered with regret.

He didn't become her rival just because of business competition, nor out of boredom as he had convinced himself. He'd loved her defiant retaliation, her aggressive comeback each time he countered...