Benedict's POV

Ivy's breath shivered and my heart was thumping behind my ribcage.

"Ivy..." I placed my hand onto her back and she slowly faced me, a tear making its way down her cheek.

"I'm sorry I..." She breathed in sharply. "Parties are never my thing." Ivy chuckled and I smiled slightly. "My... friend, she passed away..." I bowed my head. "... and all because of an atmosphere like this..."

"Ivy, I'm sorry..." She tightened her hands around the railing and I pressed my hand on top of his.

I wasn't drunk, neither was Ivy.

At least, she would accuse me of touching her because I was. "What was her... name? If you don't mind..." She smiled.

"Olivia... or Liv to me and Lucy." I smile subtly and she opens her mouth again. "Liv, she... she..." Ivy dropped her head and I moved my face closer towards hers.

"Hey, Ivy... don't push yourself-"

"No, no... I want you to know." She whispered softly. "You've been kind and... you deserve to know."

Sliding her hands across her face, she sniffed. "... It was, a party... me and Liv, we went together. We met a few guys, did what we couldn't reverse." She slept with them.

As I slept with that girl I didn't know. "I became pregnant... that's... how..." I looked at her. "Anyway... um... Liv, after that night, searched and searched for the man she wanted, but there was no trace... It consumed her. She got into... bad things and took illegal drugs and..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Don't... apologise..." She looked at me. "That's why... I can't bear to... go in there..." I frown.

"This is my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here-"

"No, Benedict-"

"Ben." She smirked.

"Ben... I needed this... maybe, this is a reminder of moving on. Trying anyway." She removed her hand from my own. "But..."

"Ivy? You not coming in?" Me and Ivy darted our heads at Lucy. "Hey, everything okay?" Ivy nodded.

"Yes, just tearing up over a few happy stories." She lied. Why?

"Oh, that's nice! Anyway, you coming?" I looked at Ivy, who struggled to answer.

"Well, I..."

"Ivy just needed air... She needed to stay out here." Lucy smiled.

"Cool. Some food is ready so, come when you're re- I mean, both, ready." She giggled before turning away from us.

"Do you want some food?" I ask her.

"Maybe not..." I nod my head slowly.

"Okay." Stepping away from her, I make my way into into the garden and the moon shone bright.

Lucy and Tom talked and Jensen, he was playing with Emily inside.

Tom's POV

She was like a shining star who had been brought to me.

"So, you been engaged for long?" Lucy took a sip of her drink.

"Well, about three months." She smiled. I loved her smile.

"Shall we take a walk?" I shouldn't have asked that.

"Okay, yeah." Lucy chuckled and walked in front of me and I passed Ben, who held two plates of small bites of food.

"Get in." I mouthed at him and he shook his head as we walked away.

shook his head as we walked away.

Pacing to her side, cleared my throat.

A few minutes later, we were away from the rest.

"This house is amazing." Lucy commented.

"So are you." She looked at me and I widened my eyes.

"D-did I say that out loud?" Giggling, Lucy smiled.

"Wow Tom. You're as great as you are in the movies." I simper at her.

"Thanks." Lucy peers up at the moon.

"The moon is beautiful right now."

"So are you..." I lightly whispered.

"You know, I really like you when I was younger. Still do."

"I've never met such an amazing woman in my life." Okay, what am I on?!

I glanced at her Lucy's mouth and she glanced at my own.

What happened after, wasn't anything I expected...

Ivy's POV

I sat down on a swaying bench, my head relaxed back.

My ears picked up the sound of footsteps, which were Benedict's.

"Hey." I smiled at him and he plonked a plate of food in front of me.

"I didn't..."

"As a friend, eat, please." He grabbed a potato and began to chew it.

I gulped and ate a bit at a time.

"Ben, look, I'm sorry for... being a total dick for the last few days." Benedict swallowed and shook his head.

"It's fine, I get it." Smiling, he ate another. "So, Emily... who's the father?" I remembered her eyes.

Nearly identical to Benedict's, which got me thinking.

"I... I'm not sure." He looked at me, gulping. "I know, I sound like a slut."

"No, it's fine. We all, make mistakes." Simpering, I took a small bites, chewing and then swallowing.

"... Ben..."

"Yeah?"

"I know I shouldn't ask, but..." I wanted to know, I had my suspicions. "Have you ever..." I held my breath.

"Have I ever what?" I shook my head.

"Never mind..." I took another bite. "Your eyes... they... Emily has the exact same." Benedict gulped. Harder this time. "Ben?"

"Ehe... I... I may have a confession to make." I frown.

"I think... I've seen you before. Well, when I say see, I mean... know. Maybe..."

Now a thought stuck in my head.

Was he the unknown Father of Emily?