TRIP TO LIBERTY (FREENBECKY)

Chapter 12

"Oh, come on, Freen. I saw you two having your 'moment' last night at the highest deck. Don't think you can hide it from me."

Freen sighed, shaking her head. 

"Nam, you have the most vivid imagination."

Undeterred, I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. 

"I'm just saying, there's chemistry there. You can't deny it."

Freen shot me a playful glare, her tone matching my teasing. 

"Nam, you watch too many dramas. This is real life."

I chuckled, a mischievous glint in my eyes. 

"Alright, alright, I'll stop romanticizing everything. But mark my words, Freen, one day you'll be singing a different tune."

Freen couldn't help but shake her head in amusement at my persistence. 

"Nam, please. You're acting like a kid."

I leaned back in my chair, my hands raised in mock surrender. 

"Fine, fine, I'll drop it. But just remember, I have my eyes on you two."

Before Freen could retort, my attention was drawn away by another conversation, leaving me to chuckle to myself. Little did she know, the dynamics between Becky and her were far from what she imagined. 

They were friends – nothing more. Well, of course knowing Freen this long there's no way I'm buying that sht. 

Laughter and chatter filled the air as we enjoyed our breakfast, the tension of the previous conversation momentarily forgotten. But just as the atmosphere settled, an unexpected announcement sliced through the pleasant ambiance, capturing everyone's attention.

"Attention, everyone." Lisa's voice echoed through the room. 

"I have some exciting news to share. Kitty is two months pregnant!"

A collective gasp swept through the room, the surprise evident on everyone's faces. Well, everyone except me. I'd overheard Kitty's hushed conversation with Dr. Yuto the other day – the truth behind the announcement wasn't much of a mystery to me. The implication that Dr. Yuto was likely the father loomed heavily in the air, even though it remained unspoken – after all, he was currently married with two children.

Amid the congratulations and excited chatter, I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander. What would this revelation mean for Kitty, for Dr. Yuto, and for the tangled web of relationships aboard this yacht? The impending scandal seemed like a storm brewing on the horizon, threatening to unravel the carefully constructed facades.

As the crowd celebrated, my gaze shifted to Kitty. She wore a bright smile, basking in the attention. But there was something off – something that didn't quite fit. 

She continued to indulge in her drink, despite the fact that she was supposedly carrying a child. The incongruity didn't escape me – how could a pregnant woman be so reckless with her choices?

Beside me, Freen's reaction was far from the jubilant applause of the others. She rolled her eyes and leaned in to whisper to me, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

"Well, isn't Kitty just loving the attention?"

I nodded, my agreement evident. 

"It certainly seems that way."

Freen's words held a deeper layer of understanding. She saw through the façade, recognizing that Kitty's thirst for attention outweighed the responsibility she should have felt for her unborn child. It was a glimpse into the complexities of human nature – the intertwining of ego and selfish desires.

As the commotion continued, Kitty finally raised her glass, a mischievous glint in her eye. 

"Oh, don't mind me." she exclaimed with a playful grin. 

"I'm not drinking wine – it's just juice!"

A chorus of relieved laughter followed Kitty's confession, the tension dissipating as her revelation sunk in. She reveled in the surprise she had elicited, embracing the spotlight with gusto. It was clear that she enjoyed keeping everyone on their toes, even if it meant feigning a secret that wasn't there.

Beside me, Freen couldn't help but roll her eyes once more. She whispered to me, her tone wry. 

"Of course, it's all for the theatrics."

I chuckled softly, agreeing with her assessment. Kitty's flair for the dramatic was undeniable, and her penchant for keeping everyone guessing added an extra layer of intrigue to our time on the yacht.

And so, the morning unfolded with its mix of surprises and revelations, reminding me once again that beneath the surface of these seemingly idyllic days, secrets were waiting to be uncovered. As the mysteries deepened, I found myself drawn further into the enigma that was our temporary world on the yacht, a world where nothing was quite as it seemed.