Il Suo Zaffario (His Sapphire)

Chapter 18

3 months

Three months had passed, and I was still keeping the growing baby bump hidden from Logan. The tension between us hadn't eased much; he was less angry but still distant. He barely acknowledged me most days, avoiding me when he could. When he did see me, it was with that new girlfriend of his, Christy. Every time they were together, she'd make a show of trying to kiss him in front of me. It was obvious that Logan didn't want it, but he didn't push her away either. It hurt, even though I tried to convince myself that I didn't care.

I had tried asking Logan to take me to the doctor a few times, but he refused every time. "You look fine," he'd say dismissively, "I don't see anything wrong with you." But I knew something was wrong. I was scared—scared for the baby, and scared of Logan's reaction if he found out. I couldn't even bring myself to think about what would happen if he knew I was pregnant.

Now, I knew nothing about my baby. I was too afraid to sneak out and go to the doctor on my own, even though I had learned to drive. The fear of what Logan might do if he found out kept me in check.

After finishing a sandwich in bed, I got up, stretched, and placed my hand on my bump, smiling a little despite everything. I headed to the bathroom, feeling that familiar urge to pee again. It was strange how often I had to go these days.. I walked into the bathroom, and after a quick visit, I washed my hands, deep in thought.

"Surprise!" Adonis's voice broke through my thoughts, and I jumped, eyes wide.

"You scared me, Adonis!" I exclaimed, slapping him on the shoulder.

He chuckled, holding up a small bag. "Sorry, but I couldn't resist. Here, I brought you some chocolate."

My face lit up as I squealed in delight, hugging him tightly. "You're the best!" I said, but the smile slipped from my face as I noticed his gaze drifting downward to my bump.

His eyes widened in realization. "You're pregnant!" he shouted, causing me to immediately cover his mouth with my hand, urging him to be quiet.

"Yes, I am, but you can't tell Logan," I begged, my voice shaking slightly.

He sat down on the love sac, clearly shocked. "Why didn't you tell me? I thought I was your best friend," he said, hurt evident in his tone.

"I'm sorry, Adonis. Please, forgive me," I pleaded, and after a moment, he nodded.

"But I'm taking the chocolate as punishment," he teased, and I shook my head, already on the verge of tears.

"No, please don't do that," I whined, but when he saw the tears threatening to spill, he quickly walked over to me, wrapping me in a hug.

"Don't cry. I was just joking," he said, wiping my tears away. His hand moved to my bump, gently rubbing it. "Hello, little one. This is Uncle Adonis," he said in a cartoonish voice, making me giggle. "Be strong and don't hurt Mommy," he whispered, and I smiled softly.

"Why don't you want to tell Logan?" he asked, his tone more serious.

I looked down, feeling a knot form in my throat. "He doesn't want to have children. I'm scared of what he might do if he finds out. I won't be able to hide it much longer," I confessed in a low voice.

Adonis sighed, his expression pained. "You can come live with me if you want," he offered, and I smiled at his kindness.

"When I'm ready, I'll leave," I mumbled, feeling the weight of my decision pressing down on me. "You're the best," I added, and he smiled, though his eyes were filled with concern.

"Alright, I'll go before Logan finds me here," he said, and after a quick hug, he left the room. I quickly changed into a baggy shirt and shorts, hoping to conceal my bump for a little longer.

I hurried downstairs to the kitchen, only to find Christy whining to Logan, tapping his chest with a pout. "We haven't done it in a while now, come on, let's go upstairs," she pleaded, but Logan didn't even look at her. His mind seemed to be elsewhere.

"Go away," he growled, his voice cold, causing Christy to shrink back.

I bit my lip, holding back the satisfaction I felt at seeing her being treated just as coldly as I was. I walked past them to the fridge, trying to ignore their presence. The moment Logan noticed me, he grabbed Christy's hand and pulled her onto his lap, making her squeal in that annoyingly high-pitched voice of hers.

I retrieved some leftover spicy chicken and rice from the fridge, inhaling the delicious aroma. It was one of the few things that brought me comfort these days. As soon as it was warmed up, I left the kitchen and settled in the living room, savoring each bite of my meal.

The couch dipped beside me, and I glanced over to see Logan sitting down, his expression hard. I ignored him and focused on my food. Just as I was about to take another bite, Logan reached for my plate. My eyes widened, and without thinking, I slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch my f*****g chicken! Go get your own," I snapped, moving to the edge of the couch. "Ain't nobody touching my food," I muttered under my breath, furious at the thought of him ruining the one thing I was enjoying.

"You're so mean," he said, and I shot him a glare, rolling my eyes.

"You can have all the chicken in the world, just don't touch mine. Your hands are dirty, full of germs," I huffed, and to my surprise, he laughed.

"So stingy," he chuckled, and I rolled my eyes again, wondering why he chose to sit beside me now. After finishing my meal, I headed back to the kitchen to wash the dish.

As I was scrubbing the plate, I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around to see Christy standing there, arms folded, chewing gum with a condescending expression.

"Why do you wear those big, baggy clothes?" she asked, but I ignored her. "I could take you out to buy something nicer because those look trashy unless... you're hiding something."

I stiffened, my heart racing. "Don't you have something else to do?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

She shrugged, rolling her eyes. "Ugh, whatever. I have to get going anyway. See you later," she said before sauntering out of the kitchen.

I sighed in relief once she was gone and headed back to my room, hoping to find some comfort in Sara's presence, but she must have left earlier in the day. I laid down on my bed, feeling the overwhelming weight of everything pressing down on me.

"I'm sorry, Mommy has to hide you from everyone," I whispered, rubbing my bump gently. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt the overwhelming urge to cry. I was so worried about my baby, not knowing if everything was okay. I knew I had to do something, even if it meant sneaking out on my own.

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LOGAN POV

I knew it all along. The signs were there, staring me in the face, but I didn't want to admit it. I didn't want to accept what it meant. Sapphire was pregnant, and she didn't even have the courage to tell me. Because she knew. She knew what she did. She slept with Adonis and got pregnant, and now, because she was wrong, she tried to keep it from me. Did she really think I was stupid? That I wouldn't notice her trying to hide her baby bump behind those baggy shirts?

I've lived with pregnant women all my life; I know how they operate, how their bodies change. The way she's been moving, the subtle changes in her appetite, even the way she touches her stomach when she thinks no one is watching—it all screams that she's carrying a child. And not just any child, but Adonis's.

I swear, I don't even know how to feel about this. There's a part of me that wants to rage, to tear everything apart because of what she's done. But then there's another part, the one that's just... numb. Maybe she didn't want me because I couldn't give her what she wanted. I told her from the start—I'm not the kind of man who settles down, who has a family. No marriage, no kids. I thought she understood that, accepted it. But maybe that wasn't enough for her. Maybe she needed more, and Adonis was the one who could give it to her.

She even said it herself once, jokingly, that Adonis would make a great husband, a great father. I laughed it off at the time, but now... now it feels like a punch to the gut. She wasn't joking. She was telling me the truth in the only way she knew how.

I lost her. Sapphire no longer belongs to me. She's with him now, carrying his child. And what am I supposed to do with that? How am I supposed to just... accept it?

The other day I saw him close to her in the garden. I watched him as he made circles on her baby bump while she was smiling down at him. No one saw me. The sight made my heart shatter and I hated that.

I clenched my fists, trying to keep the anger at bay, but it simmered just beneath the surface. I wanted to confront her, to make her admit what she did. But what would that accomplish? It wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't change the fact that she's pregnant, that she's having Adonis's baby.

No, all I can do now is let her go. She made her choice, and now I have to live with it. Even if it feels like it's tearing me apart from the inside.

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