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Three Heartbeats - One Chaos

The café terrace was warm with late afternoon sun, the sea breeze carrying the scent of salt and espresso. Michelle stirred her iced coffee lazily, watching her sisters over the rim of her glass.

“So, we’re really doing this?” she said, raising a brow. “All three of us, pregnant at the same time? What kind of twisted cosmic joke is this?”

Sophie smirked, running a hand through her hair. “It’s almost poetic. Though, honestly, I expected you and I to end up in this situation before Dulce.”

Dulce rolled her eyes, setting down her hot chocolate. “Ha-ha. Very funny.”

“No, seriously,” Sophie continued, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Mrs. Candy. How does it feel being the only one of us in a stable, monogamous marriage? I mean, compared to Michelle’s… whatever that is—”

“A rockstar romance,” Michelle corrected smoothly.

“And my—” Sophie hesitated.

“Train wreck?” Dulce supplied sweetly.

Sophie gasped in mock offense. “Rude.”

“But accurate,” Michelle muttered under her breath, earning a snort from Dulce.

Sophie huffed. “Anyway, I still can’t believe Michelle’s the one who started all this. You meet a man to arrange an adoption, and somehow, you end up married to him and carrying his child? Explain that one.”

Michelle took a slow sip of her coffee, letting the ice clink in the silence. “Let’s just say things escalated.”

Dulce narrowed her eyes. “Escalated? You wrecked his marriage.”

Michelle shrugged. “That’s subjective.”

Sophie laughed. “Oh my God, you’re impossible.”

Dulce shook her head, exasperated. “You both are. I swear, my child is going to be the only one raised in a sane household.”

Michelle smirked. “Sure, let’s see how long that lasts.”

Sophie grinned. “Bet she snaps first?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Michelle agreed.

Dulce groaned. “I hate you both.”

Michelle just leaned back, watching her sisters bicker. They had no idea what was really on her mind. None of them did.

For now, that was fine.