Chapter 4

Entering the mansion feeling dejected, I call out for Helen and let her know I have returned home. She greets me instantly, appearing from the kitchen door, wiping her hands on her apron.

“That was, Miss Aurora.” She notes, her brows furrowed with concern.

“The storm got too bad, and I figured coming home was safer than being out.” I lie smoothly, giving her the practiced smile I have used many times at Liam’s work events.

“Ah, I see. Would you like something warm to drink to help chase the chill of the storm away?” Helen asks, and I instantly say yes, asking for her famous hot chocolate. Helen smiles happily, telling me to go change into some warm clothes and that the hot chocolate will be ready in a few minutes. Thanking her, I head up the stairs and into my room, deciding that I needed to call Mira as soon as I changed into some comfortable clothing.

As soon as I reach my room, the first thing I do is dig the pregnancy test out of my purse and throw it and anything related to it into the trash. I know Helen will come to collect the garbage when she brings me my hot chocolate, so I tie it up and place the bag near the bedroom door like I usually do.

After washing my hands, I head into my closet and grab a simple night gown, the soft cotton fabric warming my cold skin, but my heart still feels a chill from the truth I just learned. I sigh, grabbing my phone and making my way to the large bay window and curling up on the bench built there, wrapping the soft throw blanket I left there this morning around me. I want to call Mira to explain what I just learned, but Helen is loyal to Liam. I will have to wait for her to leave before I call my best friend.

A knock on the door sounds, and I put on another smile, calling out a soft “come in”. The door swings open and Helen walks in, a smile on her face and a tray in her hands with my hot chocolate and a plate full of chocolate chip cookies.

“I figured a snack would go well with the hot chocolate.” Helen says before I can say anything, placing the tray on the table. I thank her, taking a cookie from the tray and nibbling on it, not really feeling hungry. Helen busies herself gathering the dirty laundry and picking up the small bag of garbage where I left it. After telling me to have a good night, I am left alone in my room, watching the clock tick away for five minutes before I am sure Helen would not hear me.

Unlocking my phone, I scroll through my contacts and click on Mira’s name, holding the device to my ear as I watch the storm outside rage on, rain falling like one large sheet of water in the quiet night.

“Hey Aurora!” Mira greets instantly, her cheerful voice finally causing the dam of emotions to break. I sob as I tell Mira that I am pregnant. How I went to the club to tell Liam and ended up finding out the truth about why he was with me. Mira listened, reminding me to take a deep breath when I felt the crushing weight of heartbreak weighing down on my chest. By the time I got to the part about both men not wanting the baby, I was done crying and ready for my best friend’s advice.

“You’re not staying with Liam after this, right?” Mira asks calmly, too calmly. I know Mira enough to know she was planning something.

“Yes. I am not staying here where Liam and his brother could still hurt me.” I confirm, resolved to leaving Vancouver City and never seeing the Knightsbridge brothers ever again.

“Well, why not move to Toronto. There is an art gallery here that needs a manager, and you have the qualifications. Plus, they do a monthly local artist showcase. You could both run a business as a manager and sell your art on the side.” Mira suggests, the idea sounding perfect.

“That sounds like something I can do.” I confirm, smiling happily. Mira lets out an excited squeal, telling me to start shipping my things to her condo. I agree, telling my friend to text me her information as I start thinking about the items I would need to ship out. I don’t have much, not even books or art materials, so I could probably have everything sent to Mira in two days, leaving me five more days of wasting my time with Liam and his twin. I need to get back at them, at Liam, Dominic, Sheryl, and their friends.

“Mira.” I tentatively call out my friend’s name, running a hand through my hair.

“Do you still have that hacker friend?” I ask, the plan already forming in my mind.

“I do, why?” Mira answers hesitantly, her excitement dying down. I sigh, returning my gaze out the window. The storm had died down to a drizzle with low-lying fog covering the ground.

“I want revenge.” I admit, closing my eyes.

“They used me for their own entertainment, and I got pregnant because of it. I want their plan to fail spectacularly on my supposed wedding day.” My explanation comes smoothly as I delve into the details of my revenge plan. Mira chimes in, telling me how her friend can help with the technological side as long as he has access to Sheryl’s social media, something I could easily help with. Headlights appear through the fog and, after a few moments, I recognize the BMW that Liam, or should I say Dominic, drives. After promising to email Mira all the information and the video evidence from tonight to her so she can pass it on to her hacker friend, I wish my friend a good night and end the call.

Now, let's see which twin came home to me tonight.