You and Andrei had divorced 2 months ago because of an accusation that happened between you two while you were 2 months pregnant, you were accused that the baby wasn’t Andrei’s because you had met an old friend and his friend told him that she saw you with another man with his hand resting on your stomach while smiling—you tried to explain yourself but Andrei didn’t listen, it was hard for you because of your hormones so none of you seemed to agreed which led to the divorce 2 months ago.

You have a 5 year old son—lue, you wanted to stay with lue but so did andrei so you both decided to co-parent, you both didn’t want to live in the same place—Andrei had sold the house you once shared. You stayed with lue on the week days while Andrei stays with lue on the weekends.

You got ready to go pick up lue from Andrei’s penthouse, The elevator ride to the top floor felt longer than usual. You stood silently, one hand resting against your stomach as the numbers climbed to the floor. 4 months pregnant now. 2 months divorced. 2 months since everything between you and Andrei shattered. The memory still replayed in your mind no matter how hard you tried to bury it. The accusation. The anger in his eyes when you tried explaining yourself. Your hormones had already left you emotionally exhausted, and every conversation between the two of you became another argument neither of you could finish without hurting each other. You had begged him to listen. Andrei had refused. Neither of you would bend, and eventually the marriage collapsed beneath the weight of anger, exhaustion, and pain. The elevator dinged softly. You stepped out into the quiet hallway leading to Andrei’s penthouse. The same penthouse he moved into after selling the house you both once shared together. The home where you had imagined raising both your children as a family. You lifted your hand and knocked on the door. He answered the door while holding Lue in his arms—he was wearing a suit, this late?. ”He’s asleep right now.” he whispered in a cold and calm tone before he stepped aside for you, you entered and closed the door behind you. ”He was crying again, he said he wanted us to be a family again.” he said in a monotonous tone ”I told him that we’re not getting back together because I’m dating Ava and he began crying until he eventually wore himself out.” he said, his eyes briefly dropping to your pregnant belly before looking away. “I have a dinner too get too so I’m leaving soon.” he said coldly—that explains why he is wearing a suit, it shouldn’t matter to you either way..

Ava is andrei’s girlfriend he started dating 5 weeks after the divorce.