Saint: The Missing Piece

Stop Looking for Saint

Ivy's POV

It's been three months.

Three months since Adrian Saint left.

I haven't been sleeping properly.

Things at university only got worse after he disappeared.

Every corridor reminded me of him.

Every classroom.

Every empty seat.

Sometimes I could have sworn I heard his voice.

Then there were the whispers.

Students stopped talking whenever I walked past.

Others stared.

Looking at me like I knew something they didn't.

Some blamed me for Adrian disappearing.

Others made up their own stories.

Every day felt harder than the last.

It became too much.

So I left.

I still study.

Just from home now.

Serena is still my best friend.

We talk almost every day.

But Adrian...

I haven't heard from him.

Not since that night.

I call Adrian.

Straight to voicemail.

Again.

Again.

Again.

But tonight is different.

This time...

My phone vibrates.

One message appears on my screen.

Unknown Number:

Stop looking for Saint.

My stomach drops.

Tears sting my eyes.

Who sent that?

How do they know I'm looking for him?

Theodore agreed to keep seeing me every few days.

But eventually...

I stopped going.

Everything became too much.

A few weeks ago Mum booked me in for a routine check-up.

One appointment became two.

Then came the scan.

The words I never expected to hear.

"Congratulations."

I'm pregnant.

Pregnant with Adrian Saint's baby.

That's why I've been trying to find him.

Because he deserves to know.

Because this is his child.

But every call goes unanswered.

Every message goes unread.

It's like...

He doesn't care.

I wipe the tears from my face.

"I still love you, Adrian."

The words disappear into the silence.

And somehow...

That hurts more than anything.