Page 163 of Pregnant By A Rich Demon 2

Raven didn’t smile. She put the car in drive and pulled away from the lakehouse, her hands steady on the wheel, her jaw set in that way that meant she was holding back a thousand questions.

I watched the cabin disappear in the side mirror, the trees swallowing it up until it was just a memory. My chest tightened.

I’d left Amai there. Alone. Without explanation.

He’d come back from the store and find me gone.

And then what?

Would he panic? Would he be angry? Would he come looking for me?

I didn’t know. And that uncertainty gnawed at me.

But I’d made the choice. I’d called Raven. I’d asked to be picked up.

Because my mama was right.

I needed to lock in. I needed to stop being passive. I needed to figure out what the hell was really going on before I got in any deeper.

Raven waited until we were back on the main road before she spoke again.

“So,” she said, her tone deceptively casual. “You gonna tell me what the hell you were doing out in the boondocks with that man?”

I exhaled slowly, trying to organize my thoughts. There was so much to explain. So much I didn’t even understand myself.

“It’s complicated,” I said.

“Complicated how?”

“Complicated like—” I paused, searching for the right words. “Like I found out some things that changed everything.”

Raven glanced at me, her expression sharp. “What kind of things?”

I swallowed hard. My throat felt tight. “You know Kaisen? The guy I’ve been seeing?”

Raven’s hands tightened on the steering wheel. “Yeah. The one who gave you that money. The one who’s been taking you to appointments and checking on you. What about him?”

“He’s Amai’s brother.”

The car swerved slightly before Raven corrected. She didn’t say anything for a long moment, just stared at the road ahead, her jaw working.

“His brother,” she repeated finally.

“Yeah.”

“Amai’s brother. The same Amai who’s the father of your baby.”

“Yeah.”

“And Kaisen knew this the whole time?”

I closed my eyes, feeling the tears building behind my lids. “I don’t know. I think so. I mean—he had to, right? He had to know who Amai was. He had to know about the baby.”

“Jesus Christ, Truth.” Raven’s voice was tight with fury. “That man has been in your face forweeks. He kissed you. And the whole time, he knew?”

“I don’t know what he knew,” I said, my voice breaking. “That’s the problem. I don’t know if he was being real with me or if he was—if he was playing me the whole time.”

Raven shook her head slowly, her knuckles white on the steering wheel. “I’m gonna kill him. I swear to God, Truth, I’m gonna?—”