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Worst Fear 27

Worst Fear 27

Chapter 27 

LYCHA 

By the time my car pulled up in front of my condo, was exhausted. The night had been a whole lot. From the moment I steppe kecond1spped away from the event, my past haunted me. Hason’s reaction had been exactly what expected shock confiten 

malter 

This was only the beginning 

Isighed and leaned my head against the seat for a moment before finally stepping out of the cac I walked into my nondo and headed straight for bed knowing the twins would be asleep by now I couldn’t even each for the handle, Theard their unions

I tumed just in time to see two small

Lligues running toward me, their fa 

feet pattering against the floor 

My babies 

Despite my exhaustion, a smile broke out on my face, Mom followed behind them, shaking her head as the watched them on towards me. “The beer trying to get them to sleep, but they won’t listen

They never do,I chuckled, crouching down just in time to catch them both in my arms. I closed my eyes, inhaling the familiar scent of baby lotion and lavender

I missed you,Liam mumbled against my shoulder. My heart melted upon hearing that and I held them closer. I missed you too, baby” 

Melanie clung to me tighter. She was once the loud, cheery one, and now she seems to be the quieter one, always gentle. She looked up at me, her big brown eyesMason’s eyes searching my face. Mama, tired?” 

I brushed my fingers through her soft curls. Atle.She frowned. No play?hesitated as I stared at those big eyes. My body longed for the comfort of my bed, but how could I say no

Of course we’ll play,I said, lifting them both in my arms despite their protests that they were big kidsnow. Mom Gloria sighed. Lydia, you should 

I will,I assured her. Just let me have a little time with them.” 

Shep 

me a knowingl look but nodded

carried them to the living room and set them down on the soft rug. They immediately ran to their toy chest, pulling out their favourite stuffed animals

Liam grabbed his stuffed tiger. Roar! I’m a scary tigerI gasped dramatically. Oh no! A tiger he pounced, tackling me with his little arms

I pretended to struggle. Too strong! The tiger is too strong!” 

Melanie giggled, hugging her own stuffed bunny close to her chest. She didn’t jump in like her brother, but she watched, smiling softly

For the next thirty minutes, we played Liam ran in circles, pretending to be different animals, while Melanie sat beside me, quietly braiding my hair with her tiny fingers

Eventually, Mom clapped her hands. Alright, time for bedthe twins groaned in unison

Just one more story,Liam pleaded. I smiled. Okay, one story.” 

They cheered and ran ahead to their room. I followed them inside, sitting on the edge of Melanie’s bed. I had left the room decorations to Mia and I must say she did a great job

Liam hopped onto his bed while Melanie curled up under her blanket, her bunny tucked under her chin 

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I picked up a book from their rightstand. Alright, tonight’s Hory H., 21 lippe Lalbugh the se 

My daughter’s eyes lit up. love that one” 

Istarted reading, with an internationally low tone. By the time I reached the middle of the book, my girl’s breathing hilerp 

I brushed Melanie’s hair back gently, my fingers grazing her warm forehand. My heart ached staring at her paleness. She looked a But I knew what she was lighting

Her kidney problems had been a constant battle and it was also affecting her heart. The doctor visits, the medications, the sleepless nights of warping. it never ended

I leaned down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. Sleep well, my love.I turned to Liam, who was still wide awake, watchingma Ma 

Yes, baby?” 

Are

sad” 

you okay?I smiled, though it didn’t quite reach my eyes. Of course Why do you ask?He shrugged, pulling his blanket up to his chin fou look 

I swallowed the lump in my throat. Tm just tired.” 

He studied me for a moment, then nodded. “Okay. But if you’re sad, you can tell me.My chest tightened 

I kissed his check. I love you, Liam.” 

“I love you too, Mama,” 

I tucked him in and turned off the lamp before slipping out of the room. Mom Gloria was waiting for me outside, her arms crossed 

They’re asleep?she asked. I nodded

She sighed. And now you need to rest,” 

I will,I said. She raised an eyebrow. I let out a tired laugh. I just need a drink first.” 

She gave me one last look before smiling and gesturing towards the balcony, with creased brows, I followed her direction and found two wine glasses already prepared and kept in place for us

I leaned against the balcony railing, my fingers wrapped around the stem of a wine glass, I smiled and handed her glass to her

I thought back to Mason and I couldn’t help the smile that curled on my lips as I took a sip of my wine. Mom hummed, taking a sip. By your expressio can already guess that tonight went well.She said

Exactly as planned. It was successful Mom.” 

You saw him again?she asked. I didn’t respond. She already know

She sighed. How do you plan to do this, Lydu?I tied my head slightly, looking at her from the corner off my eye. Do what?Lask 

This revenge of yours.” I turned back to the city, muy grip tightening around the glass. I want to break them.” 

Mom didn’t look surprised. She swirled her wing, watching the deep red liquid move inside the glass. That much I know How?” 

I smiled before turning to face her. Mason will chase me. He will want me back. And when he thinks he has meI paused, taking another sip.Tille 

him.” 

Gloria let out a low chuckle. Cruel” 

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1shrugged. Fab 

She studied me for a moment. And Victoriat 

*he will break on her own,I oniked. She built her wild on money, power, and datus Tilbake away what she values muestra un her 

Man’s lips curled into & small smile. I always know you were strong, but thisthis is somethi 

“I became this way

because of them I took another sip, the wine burning slightly as it went down

Mom nodded, her expression unreadable. Then let’s see how far they fall.” 

The next morning, my phone buzzed repeatedly reached for i Larily, my eyes still needing a lot more off screen. I picked up. What is it?” 

Mia’s name flashed across the 

Check the news,she said, her voice Billed with excitement, I sat up, rubbing my eyes before grabbing my tablet. A single headline dominated the financial world

The One Trillion Ladies Club Welcomes a New Member!A slow smile spread across my lips as tapped the article

The One Trillion Ladies Club was one of the most exclusive financial clubs in the world. It was divided into three sectionsMillionaire, Billionaire, and Trillionaire. Entry wasn’t just about wealth; it was about power, influence, and legacy

Victoria had been clawing her way up for years, desperate to reach the highest rank. But no matter how hard she tried, she remained stuck in the billionaire tier. And now, I had just stepped into the one place she could never reach

Mom laughed softly and that’s when I noticed her standing by the door frame, her phone in hand. She must’ve also come in to inform me about it but Mia had beat her to it. I can only imagine the look on her face.” 

Ismirked, She must be livid.” 

Ch, she is,Mom confirmed. The next club meeting is scheduled for this evening, All tiers are invited, but their seating arrangements will! different.Meaning that Victoria would be forced to sit below me, I leaned back against my pillows, stretching my limbs. Perfect” 

Mom chuckled. See you at the meeting, darling,she informed. You’ll be coming?asked

You don’t want me to?She asked. I thought about it for a little while and considered her company but No, you being there gives them more loopholes into finding out what Alissa Brook’s background really is, I explained

Fill me in with the details later.” 

Alright then. Fill me in 

*Twill” 

The club’s meeting hall was as extravagant as evergold chandeliers, velvet drapes, polished marble floors. Women dressed in designer outfits moved gracefully around, their voices hushed like they were mostly gossiping 

I walked in, my heels clicking against the floor. My presence alone was enough to turn heads as no one recognised me. Only the ones that attended the launch party recognised me immediately 

As I made my way to the front, I felt a lot of eyes on me. Just as I was about to sit down, my eyes caught the familiar orbs of one of the most selfish women I’ve ever come in contact with 

Victoria Woods

She was seated in the billionaire section, her expression was frozen in disbelief as she locked eyes with me. For a whither of us moved or even spoke 

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Then, slowly and deliberately, I smiled

Her fingers tightened around the gla 

she was holding, and for the first time in her life, Veteris hoodstocked scans

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Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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Worst Fear Synopsis : Worst Fear

Lydia’s world was already a crumbling ruin long before she collapsed on the cold, bleach-slick tiles of Westgate Prison. She had been serving her sentence with quiet endurance, forcing herself to survive each monotonous day. Cleaning floors, enduring the harsh routine, and trying to numb her thoughts had become her way of life. But as she gripped the mop handle, her body betrayed her — dizziness washed over her, and before she could steady herself, the world went black.

When she regained consciousness, Lydia found herself lying on a thin mattress in the prison hospital. The sterile smell of disinfectant filled her lungs, and her head ached violently. A familiar figure stood by her bedside — Nurse Gloria, a kind-hearted woman often whispered about by the inmates for her compassion. Lydia had never personally interacted with her before; she preferred keeping her distance from everyone. But this time, she had no choice.

Gloria spoke softly, her voice calm and motherly. “You fainted during your shift,” she explained. Lydia, groggy and disoriented, nodded faintly. Fainting wasn’t unusual for prisoners — malnutrition, exhaustion, and stress were daily realities in Westgate. But Gloria’s next words didn’t fit the routine explanation. She leaned in, her tone serious and almost secretive. “I ran some tests to see why you collapsed.”

Lydia’s brows furrowed. Tests? The nurse’s expression made her heart race. Something was wrong. And then Gloria said it — words that hit Lydia like a lightning strike.

“You’re three months pregnant.”

For a moment, Lydia’s world went silent. The walls, the lights, the nurse — everything faded into a blur of disbelief. Pregnant? That couldn’t be right. Her throat went dry as she tried to process the impossible. Three months. Her hands instinctively flew to her stomach, pressing against the rough fabric of her prison uniform. There was nothing — no bump, no sign of life — yet Gloria’s certainty left no room for denial.

Lydia’s first reaction was refusal. “No,” she whispered. Her voice trembled. “That can’t be right.” But Gloria simply nodded, her expression heavy with empathy. “It’s right, Lydia. I double-checked the results myself.”

The truth settled like a stone in Lydia’s gut. The symptoms she’d ignored — the morning dizziness, the fevers, the missed periods — suddenly made sense. Deep down, she knew this was no mistake. Panic clawed at her chest as she realized what this meant. Her past — the one she’d buried so carefully since the day she was arrested — came rushing back. The man she had loved, the night she had tried to forget, the betrayal that had shattered her life.

Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall in front of Gloria. She couldn’t afford weakness here. Her voice was barely a whisper when she pleaded, “Please… you can’t tell anyone. No one can know about this.”

Gloria studied her for a long moment. Lydia could see the internal conflict behind the nurse’s eyes — between her duty to report and her compassion for the broken woman before her. Finally, Gloria sighed softly and nodded. “I won’t say a word,” she promised. Relief washed over Lydia like a wave, but it was fleeting. Gloria wasn’t finished. “But you have to promise me something too. You’ll come back for regular checkups. No skipping, no excuses. You and the baby need to be monitored. Do you understand?”

Lydia nodded mutely, emotion choking her voice. She didn’t trust herself to speak. The nurse gave her hand a gentle squeeze before stepping away to inform the guards that Lydia needed rest.

The walk back to her cell felt endless. Two guards flanked her on either side, but she barely noticed them. Her mind was spinning, replaying Gloria’s words over and over — three months pregnant. Each repetition felt like a hammer blow. She stumbled into her cell, collapsing onto the thin, creaky cot. The metal door slammed shut behind her, sealing her inside with the suffocating truth.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time before curling up on her side. Her trembling hands hovered over her stomach, fear twisting in her chest. She could barely keep herself alive in this place — how could she protect an unborn child? Westgate wasn’t meant for fragile things. It was a graveyard of hope, a place that crushed even the strongest spirits. What kind of life could she possibly give her baby behind these bars?

The tears she had fought earlier now spilled freely, sliding down her cheeks as silent sobs wracked her body. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could shield the tiny life inside her from the cruelty of the world beyond her cell walls.

For the first time in years, Lydia prayed. Not for freedom, not for revenge — just for strength. For the chance to protect this unexpected child growing inside her.

As she turned her hand, the faint glint of her wedding band caught her eye. The ring mocked her, its shine a cruel reminder of the life she had lost. Three months ago, everything had been perfect — or so she thought. Her marriage had felt like a fairy tale. Even though her in-laws despised her, she had still believed love could conquer everything. Her husband had been her safe haven, her anchor.

Until the night everything fell apart.

The memory was sharp and unforgiving — flashing lights, police sirens, his face twisted in disgust as she was dragged away in handcuffs. The betrayal in his eyes had hurt worse than the accusation itself. That image haunted her still, burned into her mind like a scar that would never fade.

Now, lying in that cold, dim cell, Lydia finally understood how deep her despair ran. The baby inside her was both a curse and a fragile glimmer of hope. A connection to the man she once loved — and the life she could never return to.

As exhaustion finally claimed her, her last thoughts were of him — the man she’d once trusted more than anyone. His expression, full of hatred and disbelief, was the last thing she saw before the darkness took her again.

And for the first time, Lydia realized she wasn’t just a prisoner anymore. She was a mother — trapped in a place where love and life were luxuries no one could afford. But no matter what, she silently vowed: she would find a way to protect her baby, even if it meant fighting the entire world from behind these bars.

 

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