“Layla, I’ll explain this later.”
Without another word, he ran back to her.
As he lifted her into his arms, Bella looped both arms around her brother’s neck.
She shot me a nasty smile before I watched Adrian drive away.
I couldn’t hold out any longer and collapsed.
When I woke again, I was in a hospital room.
It was empty except for the steady drip of an IV.
As I sat up in silence, my hand brushed against something on the bed—a small voice recorder.
A sticky note was attached, with two words written on it: Play me.
I pressed the button.
Immediately, Bella’s voice filled the air.
“Adrian, Layla’s pregnant with your child. Don’t tell me you’ve actually fallen for her?”
Adrian’s tone sounded distracted.
“No. I’m just playing around with her.”
Bella’s voice was sweet and casual.
“Good. I’m bored of her too.
Three days from now, on your anniversary, you propose—then quietly tell her the truth. Tell her it was you who took her virginity, and you who spread those rumors on campus. I want to watch her reaction in person.
They say if you crush someone at their happiest moment, it can drive them insane~”
Adrian was silent for a long time before answering.
“Fine.”
The recording cut off.