From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 443

“She’s clearly a brunette, you idiot.”

“And pregnant,” a man’s voice added, followed by laughter.

My blood ran cold.

How did they know? How long had they known? Did Roman know that

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his father and siblings were aware of our baby?

“And she can hear you, you dumb fucks,” Reese snapped, walking

toward the right side of the table where only two people were seated.

The whispers stopped–briefly. Then the chatter resumed, louder

now.

I stood frozen, unsure where to go. Reese had already taken his seat

beside a man with chestnut–brown hair and a woman with bright

ginger hair.

There were two vacant seats beside him. But something inside me

screamed no.

Every eye in the room was on me. It felt like I was on display like

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some strange creature they were studying, waiting to see what I’d do

next.

Reese leaned toward the man beside him and said something quietly.

The man pulled his hoodie over his head and muttered loudly, “Fuck

off, Reese. I still don’t want to talk to you.”

Laughter rippled across the table. Everyone laughed except the

woman with ginger hair.

She wasn’t watching her siblings. She was watching the door. Her

gaze lingered there with something like longing. Like anticipation.

Like fear.

Then her eyes shifted. And slowly, they landed on me. Recognition.

flashed across her face.

Panic seized me instantly, and I looked away, fiddling with my

fingers, suddenly hyper–aware of my breathing, my posture, my

existence.

“Ma’am!”

The voice came from the left.

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“Hey! Over here!”

I turned and relief flooded me so fast it nearly made my knees buckle.

Ramsey.

He was waving enthusiastically, arm stretched high, face lit up like

he’d just spotted an old friend.

“Ma’am! Over here! It’s me–Ramsey!”

The girl beside him rolled her eyes dramatically and pressed her

fingers to her ears. “Will you shut up?” she hissed. “You’re yelling in

my ear.”

“I’m sorry, Rosie,” Ramsey said instantly, remorseful. “I didn’t mean

to hurt your ears. I just wanted ma’am to come sit with us.”

I glanced at Reese. He nodded.

Grateful beyond words, I made my way toward Ramsey. As I approached, he grabbed an extra napkin and thoroughly wiped the already neat seat beside him before gesturing to it proudly.

“Please sit, ma’am,” he said, beaming. “You remember me, don’t

you?”

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“Of course I do,” I smiled, lowering myself into the chair beside him.

The effect was immediate. His smile widened impossibly. “I hope

you’re very comfortable.”

“Thank you, Ramsey. I am.”

“Great!” He jumped up suddenly. “Excuse me, ma’am. I need to wash

my hands.”

I nodded as he hurried off.

The girl beside his seat had headphones on, music faintly audible.

She looked young–definitely younger than Ramsey. A teenager,

maybe.

She must have felt my gaze because she turned and slipped the

headphones off.

Embarrassed to have been caught staring, I cleared my throat and

extended my hand. “I’m Savannah.”

She smiled warmly and took it. “I’m Riley.”

Relief rushed through me. Thank God she’s nice.

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“Sorry,” she laughed. “I was trying to zone out. It gets… really loud

here sometimes.”

“I’m already feeling it,” I admitted.

She grinned. Then gestured subtly toward Reese. “I thought you’d be

sitting over there.”

I glanced in his direction. “It didn’t feel right.”

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