Morning light filtered softly through the tall glass windows of Alexander Knight’s bedroom.
He lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling.
His head felt heavy.
Slowly, he sat up.
His clothes were different.
He clearly remembered coming home late… slightly drunk. He remembered the dim room. A familiar scent. A soft figure in the dark.
But he didn’t remember changing.
His jaw tightened.
He already knew who had done it.
Sara.
Even the thought of her being close enough to touch him made something inside him twist — though he didn’t know whether it was anger or something else.
He pushed the blanket aside and ran a hand through his hair when his phone suddenly rang.
The name on the screen softened his expression instantly.
Zara.
He picked up.
“Hello, Alex…” came her sweet, slightly weak voice.
His tone changed immediately. “What happened?”
“I’m feeling nauseous again,” she said gently. “Can you come with me to the hospital? It’s time for the prenatal checkup.”
A small smile formed on his lips.
“I’ll be there, sweetheart.”
After ending the call, he stood still for a second.
Prenatal checkup.
Our baby is coming.
He should have felt overjoyed. He had wanted this. He had promised himself he would fix everything — divorce Sara properly and marry Zara openly before the child was born.
Everything was falling into place.
Divorce.
Marriage.
A new beginning.
Yet strangely… the thought didn’t bring the happiness he expected.
Something felt off.
But he pushed the feeling away.
This was what he wanted. Wasn’t it?
He walked downstairs, adjusting his watch.
The dining table was already prepared. Breakfast was laid out neatly, just the way he preferred.
But the chair across from him was empty.
He didn’t see Sara.
He sat down and began eating silently. After a moment, he spoke casually to the maid.
“Where is Sara? Didn’t see her today.”
The maid hesitated.
“Oh sir… madam—”
Alexander suddenly tightened his grip on his fork.
“Sorry, sir,” she corrected quickly. “The girl went to church early this morning.”
Church.
He let out a cold, mocking laugh.
“For creating more sins?” he said dryly.
The words left his mouth easily, but something about them felt heavier than usual.
He took another bite, though he had lost his appetite.
Why did it bother him that she wasn’t here?
Why did he even ask?
Sara was nothing more than a mistake he was about to erase.
Three years of a marriage that meant nothing.
Soon, everything would be corrected.
He would marry Zara.
His child would have his name.
The world would see the perfect picture.
Then why…
Why did he remember the way she had stood so still in the dark last night?
Why did her silence feel louder than Zara’s sweet voice this morning?
Alexander pushed his plate away.
He didn’t like this confusion.
He stood up abruptly.
“Prepare the car,” he ordered.
As he walked toward the door, a strange restlessness followed him.
For the first time in three years, the absence of Sara felt noticeable.
And he didn’t know why.
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