"Because I'm the one Aaron can't stop thinking about," Grace said, as she looked straight at me, her tone laced with mockery. "I went through so much trouble to set that fire… What a shame you're too tough to die." My heart sank. So that fire… it was her doing. "You're not afraid I'll go to the police?" I asked. Grace gave a cold laugh, perfectly at ease. "Do you have any proof?" Then she tilted her head, almost dreamily. "From the moment I first saw Aaron, I knew-he was the one I'd been waiting for. And he knows it too. I'm the main character in his life. No one else will do. With him protecting me, I have nothing to worry about." I knew she wasn't lying. I went silent. Aaron had fallen so deeply for her, it was like he'd been placed under a spell. He could leave behind a partner who once fought by his side. He could travel across the world just to see her smile. He could abandon me for her-without hesitation. Her eyes flicked to the ring on my finger, her expression twisting in disdain. "Aaron gave you that, didn't he? Too bad the diamond's gone. Looks like that ring's as broken as your relationship." She sneered. "I'd suggest you take the hint and step aside." Then, almost casually, she rested her hand on her flat stomach-subtle, but enough. "And I'm pregnant. It's Aaron's. You've been married for years and never once got pregnant. I guess something wasn't working between you two. But that's no surprise. No matter how good something tastes, eat it long enough and it turns bland." She smiled, eyes glinting with triumph. "Aaron even told me, holding your hand feels like holding his own." She burst out laughing, covering her mouth, as if she'd just told the world's most outrageous joke. I sat there frozen, the pain in my chest growing sharp, needling through bone and breath. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!