Chapter2

Caleb and I only had each other. My family had long fallen into decline. After my father's tragic death, it was Caleb—the orphan my father had saved—who took me in and protected me. Caleb was my only family left. My family lacked the prestige of Celeste's. If I hadn't used my father's dying wish to pressure him... Why would Caleb burden himself with a dead weight like me? I always told myself it was just for his career prospects. Caleb glanced down at my slightly swollen abdomen and instructed, "Extract the fetus and bury it properly." "Yes," the assistant replied. Caleb, if only you would look closely, you would know it was our child. Perhaps it's better that you didn't. After all, our child will never see the light of day now. Just as Caleb was about to leave, a figure burst into the room. It was Elma, my best friend. "Caleb, do you know where Olivia is? She was supposed to report back from patrol yesterday, but she never showed up. Did she come home?" Elma was frantic, having no choice but to seek out Caleb. "Olivia? What does her going awol have to do with me? Probably ran off fooling around again. How should I know where she is?" He tried to brush past her dismissively. But Sophia blocked his path. "Don't you know she's pregnant! She must have been attacked on patrol, otherwise she would never leave her post!" "Pregnant?" Caleb's expression sharpened momentarily, but the habitual coldness quickly returned to his face. "Fine, I know. I'll send someone to look for her." "I have matters to attend to now." Elma was desperate but had no other recourse. Watching this scene, my spirit felt a pang of remorse. I hadn't expected Sophia to seek out Caleb personally. Then again, the only person left in this world connected to me was probably Caleb.