Part 3My Fiancé's Twin Is My Baby's Father

In my past life, I accidentally drank something that had been spiked. I ended up spending a chaotic, blurred night with a drunk Liam.

When I woke up next to him, the shock was paralyzing. I couldn’t face it. I ran away to a quiet mountain town and hid for a month.

During that time, Daisy got into a car accident, and Leo was by her side, taking care of her every need.

Liam, however, followed me. He tracked me down in that little town and asked me a single question.

He asked why, when they had both loved me, I had chosen Leo over him.

Leo and Liam were identical twins, but their eyes made them worlds apart. Leo had these perfect, almond-shaped eyes that made him look earnest and intense all at once. Liam was cursed with devastating upturned eyes, the kind that could look at a garbage can and make it feel like the most cherished thing in the world.

Leo was the cool, reserved one. Girls fell all over him, but he kept a careful, respectful distance from everyone. Liam was the wild one, the charmer who always knew the right thing to say, constantly surrounded by beautiful girls who claimed to be his girlfriend.

So, I gave him my answer.

I told him I felt like he’d had too many girlfriends, and I’d never even had a boyfriend. I told him I thought he was a player, that his feelings had a short shelf life.

And then I said the cruelest thing. I told him I thought he was… used. That being with him would have felt like a bad deal for me.

The color drained from his face when he heard that. It was like something inside him shattered. He tried desperately to explain, to tell me something, but I didn’t want to hear it. I cut him off. I told him to pretend it never happened, to never tell a soul.

A month later, I found out I was pregnant.

The day I got back from the mountains, I walked in on Leo and Daisy locked in a passionate, desperate kiss.

I stumbled back, out the door, my world tilting on its axis. I wasn’t paying attention. I didn’t see the car losing control, barreling right for me.

In that last, terrifying second, Liam shoved me out of the way. He took the impact that was meant for me.

The last words he ever said were, “As long as you’re okay…”