Ethan was not just a scumbag. He was an idiot too.
There was one thing I never told him, something I kept hidden to spare his pathetic ego.
He was infertile.
When we were trying to conceive, we went for all the necessary tests.
The results came back when he was too busy rushing off to work, leaving me to receive the news alone.
I chose not to tell him. I afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the truth.
Looking back, I wondered if he even wanted a child with me in the first place.
Ethan finally stirred awake, only to be met with Sabrina's eyes wide open, staring straight at him.
He shifted slightly, then instinctively wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer as if nothing was wrong.
"Ethan," I called out softly.
He stiffened, his eyes darting around.
Although I was inside Sabrina's body, my voice hadn't changed.
"The baby inside me... it's not yours," I whispered, a sinister smile tugging at my lips. I tried to roll my eyes in mockery, but her body didn't quite respond as I intended. "You can't get anyone pregnant, Ethan. You're infertile. Thanks for helping me secure a wealthy dad for my baby, though."
"Who... who are you?"
I leaned closer, lightly patting his cheek. "Take a wild guess."