From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444

Chapter 250: Here Comes Drama

Savannah

I kept her words tucked tightly in my mind, like a fragile warning I didn’t dare drop.

River had been restless since I sat down–her gaze flicking to the doors every few seconds, her fingers smoothing imaginary creases from her dress, her posture straightening and resetting again.

Whatever she was waiting for had her on edge, and I could feel it bleeding into the room like static.

The dining hall itself was massive–long enough to host a banquet, yet intimate enough to feel suffocating. Everything was polished and

curated. Even the silence felt rehearsed.

“So…” Riley began, leaning forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table with a grin that was entirely too bright for the heaviness in

the air. “Word spread that you’re pregnant with Roman’s baby.”

My brows lifted a little, but there was no malice in her tone–only curiosity.

“I don’t mean to be rude or intrusive,” she hurried on, clearly realizing how blunt she’d sounded, “but I was just wondering how far along you are? And what are you expecting? Boy or girl? Or–wait–is it too early to tell?” Her eyes were wide, eager, innocent.

I smiled before I could stop myself.

“Well,” I said softly, amusement curling through my voice, “it’s definitely too early to tell if it’s a boy or girl. You can hardly even tell I’m pregnant at this point.” I let out a small laugh. “I’m only four weeks along.”

Her mouth fell open. “That’s… a month?”

I nodded.

Just then, Ramsey returned to his seat, practically vibrating with excitement as he slid back into place like he’d missed something

monumental.

“Cool,” Riley said, nodding thoughtfully. “Don’t the kicks happen around this time?”

1 burst out laughing before ould help myself.

“What?” she protested, laughing too. “Why are you laughing?”

“No,” I said, still smiling. “No, Riley. Not yet.”

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She groaned dramatically. “Don’t laugh at me. I’m just curious. And I’m only sixteen–I know nothing about this.”

I tilted my head, softening. “Want to know something?”

She nodded eagerly.

“I know nothing about this either.”

Her face lit up like I’d given her a secret instead of a confession. “I hope you and my brother have a healthy, beautiful baby.”

Something warm tightened in my chest.

I reached across the table and squeezed her hand gently. “Thank you, Riley.”

“And I hope it’s a girl,” Ramsey added cheerfully. “So she looks beautiful just like you, ma’am.”

Riley snorted. “That’s not how it works, Ramsey. If it’s a girl, she’s going to have Roman’s entire face. But if it’s a boy, I heard he’ll look exactly like the mother.”

Ramsey’s eyes widened. “Then in that case, I hope it’s a boy.”

I laughed quietly, watching them bicker with fond amusement.

“I’m sorry,” I said after a moment, curiosity getting the better of me. “But are you two… siblings? From the same mom?”

They stared at each other for a second. Then burst out laughing.

“Do we look alike?” Riley asked, pointing between them.

“I don’t think we do,” Ramsey said thoughtfully. “Maybe just a little resemblance here and there.”

“Yup,” Riley agreed easily. Then she shook her head. “Ramsey has siblings. But I don’t.” She shrugged. “I’m the only illegitimate child my

mom’s got.”

“Oh.” The word slipped out before I could stop it.

Blunt didn’t even begin to cover that statement.

“Yes,” Ramsey said calmly. “She’s telling the truth. I have a sister–Rosalie.” He nodded toward the rude girl from earlier, seated a few chairs away, tapping her nails against her wineglass. “And I also have an older brother. Randall.”

My attention snapped back to him.

“But he’s not here yet,” Ramsey continued. “He’s watching the cameras.”

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Watching the cameras?

The phrase lodged itself into my chest like a splinter.

Randall,

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The name hit me harder than it should have. Roman had mentioned him once–his least pleasant sibling. The one he probably avoided. The one who might have even unsettled him.

Another name surfaced in my memory. Rhys. The one Roman said had been his favorite. The one he was sure I’d get along with.

I turned sharply. “What about Rhys? Which one is Rhys?”

“Oh,” Riley said. “You mean Alex?”

I nodded slowly, trusting her to understand what I meant even though I wasn’t sure.

“He’s over there,” she said, pointing discreetly.

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