That night after Damon's revelation, I couldn't sleep. I kept rephrasing and thinking of what I might have done wrong.
I loved him. Too much perhaps. I did not utter a word to neither Lana nor Denis. I made them think everything was well with me when in reality nothing was.
I had been waiting for my baby's father for so long I lost track of time. And now my baby's father was getting married. Has he really moved on? I wondered.
The next day I woke up very early in the morning, I prepared myself for work, and as per routine, my family and I enjoyed breakfast together before I left for work. I gave my baby a lot of kisses, seeking his blessings to brighten my day. Since his birth, this boy had been a bug part of my blessings.
It didn't take me long to get into the office. I found Sebastian waiting for me, something he did not usually do. Most times I found him busy with his work, while I commenced mine. Today looked odd and suspicious.
"Is everything okay Boss," I greeted.
Sebastian sighed heavily before speaking.
"There's something I want to discuss with you."
"Alright. " I said, brazing myself for whatever he wanted to tell me.
Since the beginning of this week, I had received quite upsetting news, adding another onto it, could sure do me no harm.
"Not here," Sebastian mattered.
"In the conference room. " He began walking towards it and I followed suit.
The conference room was just adjacent his office. The short distance did not give time for my mind to wander about all the possibilities of what Sebastian had that was so important he could not tell me in his office.
As soon as we stepped into the room, Seb took a seat beside me. His fingers were crossed on the table, while his eyes looked me dead in the eye.
"Sir_" I began.
"Am I in trouble?" I asked.
I thought about how the previous day I had taken a day off to rest my mind and the events after. He must have seen me at the hotel and concluded I purposely took an off day to enjoy myself. I had told him I wasn't feeling well when he granted me an off.
"In deep trouble Valeria." Sebastian informed.
I took in an exasperated sigh, and waited for the worst.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a child with Brian?"
"What?"
His question startled me as I raised my gaze to meet his unblinking eyes.
"Yes Valeria. I figured it out. "
His explanation wasn't adding up.
"What do you mean Sir?"
It was then Sebastian explained how he had suspected I was associated with his Brother.
The first time I arrived in his office, he thought he might have known me from somewhere. It was then he did his research and indeed he found out I was the one and only Valeria Benards.
The same woman who broke his brother's heart and took away everything from him. In his words, he thought of me as a cold hearted bitch who could do anything to get what she wanted. I wasn't that woman anymore. However, it was very hard to explain.
I listened to Sebastian lay down his sentiments on how he had come to the conclusion that my child was his brother's.
It was not long after Brian and I broke up, that I became pregnant. It was either I was cheating on Brian or indeed the child was his. He said.
As much as I wanted to let my pride win, I lowered my shield and revealed to him everything that had transpired between Brian and I. How the night I found I was pregnant, was the same night I got dumped by the father of my baby.
At some point, Sebastian pitied me. He looked at me with so much worry and then asked the question.
"Why didn't you tell him?"
"I couldn't. "
I told him, looking anywhere but his face.
"Your brother hated me. Revealing to him at that moment that I was pregnant with his child, would have made him think I wanted to pin him down with the pregnancy. Or he would have thought the worst he already thought about me. I just couldn't. " A tear had already dropped out of my eye.
Sebastian dished out some wipes from the table and handed them over to me.
"Don't you think he deserves to know?" He asked.
"He does." I told him.
"I've wanted to tell him for so long. I've tried looking for him over the years but I haven't found him. But when I do, I will tell him. Although I'm afraid.." I paused.
"Afraid of what?" Seb inquired.
"It might be too late. "
My eyelids fell as my head bowed, tears began streaming carelessly out of my eyes. I haven't been able to come into terms about the fact that Brian was getting married.
Sebastian pried on what I meant about being too late, and that's when I explained to him the narrative Damon had given me.
Amidst every word I was saying, Sebastian clenched his fist while cursing Damon calling him all sorts of names.
"Stupid boy," he called him.
"I tell him to stop playing with people's feelings but he never listens." Sebastian muttered.
His last statements caught my attention leading me to ask him what he meant by that.
Sebastian was very kind to explain the prank Damon was plotting inorder to reunite me with Brian. He was our number one fan who wanted his favourite couple back together.
For a moment I felt relieved to know that all Damon had told me was a made up story.
My happiness was short-lived whenSebastian uttered.
"Although the part where Damon mentioned about getting married, it might be true. "
Again for the second time this week, my world collapsed.
"Getting married? To who?" It took me a lot of courage to ask.
"Her name is Stacy. She is Brian's secretary. I was the one who introduced her to him. When Brian came back home from Kenya, he was so broken none of us at home could bear to watch him. He immersed himself into his new company and barely had time for anything. That's when I introduced Stacy to him, hoping he could notice her and maybe quit being a workaholic. "
"I don't know what charm she used, but she managed to get to him. Brian was able to confide in her, and in the process he found healing. He began being friends with Stacy, and before we knew it, they were already going out. It wasn't part of the agreement I had with Stacy, but seeing Brian happy after you..." Seb went silent.
I understood his point perfectly clear. Brian had every right to be happy. He had every right to be with whoever he chose to. It would be so selfish of me to even think of robbing him of that.