"Are you sure you don't want to go?"April asked dubiously that evening. The two couples, April and Jason, and Cameron and Sharon, were all gathered in Elena's hospital room, checking up on her before heading to the party. They only managed to come together that evening as the women had been busy with the party preparations earlier in the day. The men, on the other hand, had been busy catching up with any work that had piled up. Even so, Elena was happy they came. Aside from the company, she was able to feast on their outfits.

April and Sharon had really dolled up for the night. April, with her hair up in a messy beehive, was wearing a long, sleeveless dark turquoise gown made of chiffon. The sweetheart neckline perfectly accentuated her girls, especially now that pregnancy had plumped them up even more. The dress gathered right below her breasts before falling her shin. The fall of the skirt was clever in hiding her pregnancy bump. A nice detail was the slit that ran up to her hip. Elena loved her strappy nude low stilettos that peeked out once in a while.

As someone who exclusively picked black, she loved the change from what she'd expected and the color went well with her creamy skin tone. Her accessories were none to laugh at either. Elena didn't know whether Jason had cleaned out the shop because April sparkled from head to toe. Her hair glittered, her ears twinkled, her neck gleamed, her heels had a shiny gleam. A simple black clutch completed her outfit.

Sharon, on the other hand, had surprised her, Elena had no idea what she was going to wear because Sharon had been deciding over three outfits. Three. She had been agonising over them yesterday, dragging the two pregnant women to three different shops multiple times before buying all of them. It had been torture, her feet had been killing her, her back hated her, her boys protested violently in her womb and, still, she would not let go. In the end, April had had to run interference and all of them got out of it relatively unscathed.

The outfit Sharon chose was the most unexpected though. It was a cocktail dress that hugged her every curve. And she meant all of her curves. Hourglass figure, thy name's Sharon. She was unexpectedly curvy. To think she was hiding all of them under her shapeless tops. Elena was still reeling.

But she couldn't forget her dress for tonight. The top half being a sleeveless black, matte material. The skirt was a lacey number, the black and gold flower lace over a black, silk underskirt. She looked fierce in it and her skyhigh stilettos added to the image. With a simple necklace and understated earrings, she looked ready to kill during the party.

Now, Elena wished she was going just for the chance to dress up. But, glancing Harry who was arguing with April, she was overly enamored by the idea.

"April, for the last time, I'm not going,"Harry said firmly, glaring at the obstinate woman. Elena didn't care, these were all music in her ears. Being cooped up in the room was wreaking havoc on her mind. Harry was always there and they talked often, about their future, about the boys, but always from the bed. She was always in the bed. Her limbs felt so antsy, her legs wanted to run even though she knew that was impossible in her current shape. But that was how restless she was.

Even so, it was a great moment to see them dressed to the nines. She missed them terribly, even the men. How was she going to survive without them? Because they were going to separate, return to their own lives and houses. She had spent so much time with them that they had become an extension of her. Her eyes beginning to mist up, she took a deep breath to calm down. This was no time for waterworks.

"So, Sharon, what is that mark on your neck?"she said to the only person who was on her own. Sharon had stood to one side, luckily by her bed, and was, instead, making eyes at her husband who was speaking to Jason. Her eyes switched from firey passion to dewy love. And from the way his cheeks were slowly becoming red, they all knew he was very aware of her. Since the others were busy, Elena took it upon herself to tease her.

"What are you talking about? There's nothing there,"Sharon replied mildly, her eyes warning Elena to not take it too far. Of which she didn't heed.

"Really? Is it because you covered it up with concealer? Because, I have to say, it didn't do a good job,"Elena said coyly batting her eyes. When Sharon hurriedly slapped the side of her neck, that was all the confirmation Elena needed. Squinting her eyes, she peered up at her, as if studying her in more details. "Oh wait, I think my eyes are playing a trick on me. There's nothing there- Ow, ow, ow. Sharon, I'm a pregnant woman- Ow, ow, stop it!"

"You, you, you-" The embarrassment must have rendered her mute because that was all she could say. It was to her benefit that April, having seen what was happening, had pulled Harry into another direction, away from the abuse of the pregnant woman. It helped that Elena had kept her voice down; she wanted to tease Sharon, she didn't want her to face an irate Harry.

"Anyway, I'm so glad that you and Cameron have ironed things out. How did it happen?"Elena asked once Sharon regained her composure. When her expression changed, Elena deduced what she was thinking and hurried to explain herself. "Not that, you hussy. I mean, um- you know what I mean. Did you guys talk? Or was it just straight to-"

"Alright,"Sharon said with a single clap. The clap was so loud that it reverberated through the room. "It's time to go now. Traffic is a pain at this time and I'd like to get there by tonight."

It was clear she didn't want to talk about it, firing up Elena's contrariness. But everyone was getting ready to leave, bidding Harry and Elena farewell. Taking the opportunity, the woman had left her side and stuck herself to her husband. As much as Elena was pouting, she had to smile at the way Cameron's cheeks flared a bright red before returning to the normal red-tinged appearance. That only made her more curious. But before she knew it, everyone had left, even Harry.

Well, damn.

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Raising her head when she heard the door opening, Elena couldn't help the disappointment when Gail entered. And she knew her friend saw her expression because, before she knew it, the pillow she had discarded was smothering her. Flailing her hands about, Elena took a deep breath when the pillow disappeared. Glaring at the mad woman who was talking to her stomach, Elena pondered on seeking revenge before deciding to let it. She was more mature now and her decision had nothing to do with the fact that she was still on bed rest.

"What took you so long?"Elena whined once Gail was done promising to do increasingly worry-inducing stunts with her boys. "And stop that. You are not allowed to babysit them ever."

"What? I am going to be the best aunt ever. I am going the take them away, with or without your permission,"Gail announced, dropping into the empty chair by the bed. Rolling her eyes, Elena waited for her to continue.

"Not if Harry has something to say about it. What?" Elena was perturbed when Gail grabbed her arm. It was clear she had some news because her eyes were sparkling.

"I bumped into an ex-intern and was catching up with him. He's so cute. And hot. Both at the same time. If only he was older." Elena laughed. Her friend was always on the prowl for a new man, never being single for longer than three months on average. The longest she had seen her without one was six months.

"Age has never been an issue for you."

"Girl, he's barely legal. I like the D but I'd like to stay out of jail after that." Laughter burst out of Elena at her friend's crude characterisation. As much as she liked April and Sharon, it was nice to be around someone who knew her inside out. "But, you know, in some light, he looks kinda like Harry. It's so uncanny."

"Looks like Harry? In what way?" A chill just ran down her back. Recalling what had happened in the past few days, she hated any talks about a Harry lookalike. Hoping to chase away the chill, she poked Gail's arm. "And how much have you been looking at him to see this?"

"You know me. I look at him at every opportunity. He has a nice ass and package isn't so bad. His feet are biiigg,"Gail emphasised with a saucy wink. "But, you know, sometimes he looks so much like Harry that I get confused sometimes. Everyone in the office says that which makes him even more attractive with the girls."

"R-really?"

Elena felt like she was hearing everything from within a deep tunnel. Sound was all around her but everything was indistinguishable. She couldn't hear and the sight was dimming

Suddenly, Gail was in her face, her hand coming up to slap Elena's face. Her mouth was moving but Elena couldn't hear anything. Elena wondered why she was looking so worried as she looked at the monitor. Was it showing something alarming? Why couldn't she move?

And then a sound startled her into movement. It was Harry. He had thrown the door open, looking troubled. But upon seeing him, something in her calmed and she was able to breathe again. Although she faintly wondered when she had held her breath.

That moment of relief lasted a few seconds.

Because, behind him, was a man she had never thought to meet.

It was her stalker

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"I should leave."

"No, I need to explain everything to her. You being here would make it easier."

"But wasn't I the reason she fainted in the first place? I'm telling you this isn't a good idea. You're my uncle and all but I don't think you know women well."

"Trust me. I've been with a lot of women and I think my years of experience counts for something."

"Really? Your begging for me to stay doesn't add to that image."

"Uncle?"Elena croaked, her eyes fluttering open. She had regained consciousness a few moments earlier and managed to follow the conversation. Recognising Harry's voice, she had been intrigued by the other man's voice. He sounded young. Her sight was blurry for a few seconds but it cleared up soon after. And, lo and behold, the person in her sight was him. That man. Letting put a yelp, she tried to move away from him but the bed was to small and her girth made it impossible. Looking around, she ignored Harry, wanting to get leave the man's presence.

"W-wait. I can explain,"the man said. She heard him but didn't, couldn't, register his words. The only thing she noticed, in her panic, was his voice. He sounded like the young man, the one who called Harry "uncle". She stilled. He called Harry "uncle"? Meaning Harry was his uncle? Harry was an uncle?

"You're an uncle?"she asked Harry, turning to him. He was on the other side of the bed. His brows rose from the sudden question and his eyes shifted around but, eventually, he nodded. "Since when?"

"I, um, I just found out. Ah, before that, let me introduce you." Moving to the same side as the man, Elena couldn't help but shrink back when her eyes landed on him. "Elena, this is my nephew, Noah. Noah, this is my fiancee, Elena."

She froze for another reason now.

Fiancee?

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