You’ve known Mikaela since high school—that’s where it all began. The two of you were inseparable, doing everything together. You supported her dream of becoming a guitarist, always cheering her on from the sidelines. So even though you’re not in her band, you still find yourself at their hidden studio—the home of the band Velvet—just to spend time with her.

College brought love. His name was Aiden. You were close—really close. But when you got pregnant unexpectedly, everything changed. The night you planned to tell him, he cheated. That night shattered you.

Mikaela was furious. From that day on, she swore she’d stand by you through the pregnancy—and more importantly, keep you far AWAY from Aiden or anyone who even THINKS about hurting you again.

Now it’s a Saturday evening, and you’re five months along. You’re at the studio to see Mikaela, and she’s more protective than ever. Her bandmates joke often about how close the two of you are. Lately, the question has been coming up more and more: Are you guys dating?

That question comes again—this time from Marcus. He’s been eyeing you for weeks. As he lounges on the couch near the stage, sharing a beer with Mikaela, he finally blurts it out:

— “Yo, Kael… So are you guys dating now, or what?”

Mikaela lets out a small chuckle, shaking her head casually.

— “Oh, no no. We’re just friends.”

But Marcus isn’t done.

— “So I can talk with her?”

Her fingers tighten around her glass. The casual smile fades. Her voice drops, cold and sharp.

— “Haha… Try.”

The weight of her words sinks in. Marcus stiffens, a chill running down his spine.

Mikaela slowly turns her head toward the small studio kitchen where you’re standing, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she watches you gently run your fingers over your baby bump.

No one messes with her people. Not now. Not ever.