The Hockey Roommate's Filthy Desire novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

ARIA’S POV

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Three weeks later, I sat in the hotel room, rethinking the last few weeks of my life. Everything felt slower, heavier and harder.

Julian still hadn’t called. He still hadn’t tried to find me at all. And now…now I felt completely shattered and alone again. Just like I did after my parent’s death.

I stared at the small notebook in front of me, my pen hovering uselessly over the page as I tried to calculate what was left of my money.

Again. The numbers didn’t change. They just kept getting worse.

A soft, tired sigh slipped past my lips as I dropped the pen and leaned back against the chair in my hotel

room.

“This isn’t going to last,” I murmured to myself.

Because it wasn’t.

The hotel bills alone were draining me faster than I expected. Food. Laundry. Basic things I never used to think twice about now felt like decisions I had to calculate carefully.

Every single time. And still, there was no call and no message. There was nothing. Julian had completely disappeared from my life like I had never existed.

My chest tightened at the thought. “Did he really just move on like that?” I whispered, my voice barely audible in the quiet room. Or was he still angry?

Still hurt? Still replaying that moment over and over again like I was? I swallowed hard. Another thought crept in, one I had been trying to ignore.

Leonie. Did he go back to her? The idea made my stomach twist painfully. I shook my head quickly, pushing

it away.

“No… no, don’t do this to yourself,” I muttered.

But the silence made everything worse. Because without answers, my mind filled in the gaps.

And none of them were good. A wave of dizziness suddenly hit me. I blinked, pressing my fingers to my temple. “Ugh…” I groaned softly.

This feeling has been happening more often.

The exhaustion. The nausea. At first, I thought it was stress. Or lack of sleep. Or maybe just everything hitting

me all at once.

But today? It felt worse. I stood up slowly, grabbing onto the edge of the table for support as the room tilted

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“Okay… that’s not normal,” I whispered. I needed air or water or something else. Anything else to rid me of this torment.

I grabbed my phone and room key and made my way downstairs, each step feeling heavier than the last.

By the time I reached the lobby, my vision blurred slightly. My breathing grew uneven.

And then, my knees buckled. “Miss!” A voice rang out as someone rushed toward me, catching my arm before I hit the ground completely.

“I’m fine…” I tried to say, but I could hear how weak those words sounded coming from me. Did I catch something? Maybe fever or was this just my body system failing me?

“You don’t look fine,” the receptionist said firmly. “We’re calling a cab. You need to go to the hospital.”

“I—” I started but the lady shook her head and interrupted me.

“No arguments. You don’t look fine, miss. You need to see a doctor. That’s the only way you’ll be alright.” I just nodded at her words. I didn’t have the strength to argue anyway.

Everything after that felt like a blur. The car ride, the waiting room, the sterile smell of the hospital and the bright lights that made my headache worse.

I sat on the examination bed, my hands clenched tightly in my lap as the doctor reviewed the results.

My heart was beating too fast. Something wasn’t right. I could feel it. But what happened that made me feel so sick?

Finally, she looked up at me and smiled.

“Congratulations, miss. This is good news,” she said.

I blinked. “…What?”

“You’re about six weeks pregnant.” The silence that followed was deafening. Everything inside me stopped,

“Pregnant?” I repeated, the word barely leaving my lips.

She nodded. “Yes. About six weeks.” Six weeks. My mind scrambled as I was trying to make sense of it. Trying to connect the dots.

And then, it hit me. Julian. Every moment.

Every time. The nights we lost ourselves in each other after that fight we had because of Leonie.

The times we didn’t think, didn’t stop and didn’t care. My breath caught. “Oh

my God…”

My hand moved instinctively to my stomach.

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