_Leah’s POV_

The silence in the room felt heavy.

My chest burned. My hands were shaking. I was still holding the lab report and staring at the neat printed letters that said Natasha was pregnant.

But my heart refused to believe it.

“I saw her drinking alcohol,” I said suddenly.

Kayden turned to me. His eyes were sharp. “What?”

“I smelled it,” I continued. “In her room. Last night. She was drinking.”

Natasha gasped softly. “That’s not true.”

“Yes, it is,” I insisted. “I know what I smelled.”

Kayden’s face darkened. “Leah, stop.”

“No,” I said, my voice trembling. “I won’t stop. She is lying. She is not pregnant.”

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