Kathleen left the penthouse. Her nails dug into her palm in anger. She felt empty. No one would accept her. Her father called her many times and text her that she's always part of the Mondragon, but Moira is his real daughter. She's nothing to them.
Andrew is right. She needs to find herself.
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Andrew join his fiancée on the bed and reached her stomach.
"Baby's coming anytime." He grinned at her.
"We still need to wait for one more month."
He kissed her stomach.
"It is getting colder outside." He muttered.
"Did you just kick out Kathleen?"
"Yup. She needs to be mature." He crawled up to her and kissed her lips. "I love you."
She smiled.
"Hearing it from you is quite odd."
"Why? I just confess my love for you."
"Do you only love me as a best friend or maybe something else?" She thought for a while.
"You are my best friend and my fiancée. I love you."
