The Holidate Pact
SLOANE HOLBROOK is a thirty-five-year-old copywriter whose only commitment is to sarcasm, but every major holiday turns her into a single, pitiful spectacle for her judgmental family.
Her solution? JACKSON, a charming, commitment-phobic Australian golf coach who needs a distraction just as badly as she does. They forge the "Holidate Pact" a year-long contract to be each other’s flawless, platonic plus-ones for every major event, with one rigid rule: zero feelings.
But when a New Year's Eve kiss designed for public consumption feels startlingly real, Sloane and Jackson realize surviving the holiday calendar is easy; surviving the relentless, rule-breaking, undeniable attraction might be impossible.
They signed up for a cynical transaction, but what happens when their fake relationship becomes the most honest thing in their lives?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 50: Five Days Until His Flight**JACKSON**"You're really doing this."Caroline stood in my bedroom doorway. Watching me fold shirts into my suitcase."Yeah.""You're leaving in five days.""I know what day it is."She walked in. Sat on the edge of my bed. The one I hadn't slept in for weeks."Are you sure about this?"I kept folding. Blue shirt. Gray shirt. Black shirt. Everything looked the same."No.""Then why are you going?""Because there's nothing keeping me here.""That's not true."I stopped folding. Looked at her."She hasn't called. Hasn't texted. Hasn't even looked at me in three weeks. What am I supposed to do? Keep waiting forever?""She's scared.""So am I. Difference is I'm not running.""Aren't you?"The words hit harder than they should have.I shoved another shirt in the suitcase. Didn't bother folding it.Caroline picked up a photo frame from my nightstand. The one from Easter. Me and Sloane at her parents' house. Her laughing at something. My arm around her.We looked happy. We were happy."She
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Chapter: CHAPTER 49: December Blues**SLOANE**"That'll be forty-three fifty."The cashier smiled at me. I didn't smile back. Just handed her my card.The sweater for my dad sat in the bag. Blue. Cashmere. Expensive. He'd never wear it.I didn't care. Shopping was something to do. Better than sitting in my apartment staring at Jackson's golf clubs.The mall was packed. Families. Couples. People who looked happy.I hated all of them.A woman bumped into me. Didn't apologize. Just kept walking with her boyfriend's hand in hers.They were laughing about something. His arm around her shoulders. Her leaning into him.I wanted to scream.Instead I walked to the next store. Bath and Body Works. Maya loved their candles.The smell hit me immediately. Cinnamon. Pine. All the Christmas scents.Last year I'd been here with Jackson. He'd made fun of every single candle."Who wants their house to smell like a fake tree?""People who don't have real trees.""Then get a real tree.""I live in an apartment.""So do I. Doesn't stop me."
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Chapter: CHAPTER 48: Thanksgiving Apart**JACKSON**"You're not eating."My mum, Caroline set another plate in front of me. Turkey. Mashed potatoes. Stuffing. All of it looked like cardboard."I'm not hungry.""You're never hungry anymore."She sat across from me at her small dining table. Just the two of us. First Thanksgiving in years it'd been just us.First Thanksgiving without Sloane."Eat anyway," she said. "You're wasting away."I picked up my fork. Moved food around the plate. Put the fork down.My phone sat next to my napkin. Screen dark. Silent."Have you heard from her?" Caroline asked."No.""Have you tried calling?""She doesn't want to talk to me.""Did she say that?""She ran away from me at the diner. That's pretty clear."Caroline cut her turkey. Chewed slowly. The silence stretched."You know what today is?" she asked finally."Thanksgiving.""It's the first holiday you've missed. Since the pact."The pact. God. That felt like a lifetime ago.New Year's. Valentine's. Easter. Memorial Day. We'd done them al
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Chapter: CHAPTER 47: Two Weeks of Silence**SLOANE**"You need to eat something."Maya stood in my doorway. Holding a bag from the Thai place down the street. The smell made my stomach turn."I'm not hungry.""You haven't been hungry in two weeks. Eat anyway."She pushed past me. Set the bag on my counter. Started unpacking containers like she owned the place.Pad Thai. Spring rolls. Tom Yum soup.I sat on the couch. Stared at the wall.His golf clubs were still in the corner. Right where he'd left them three weeks ago. Before Milwaukee. Before everything.I should have called him to pick them up. Should have done a lot of things.Maya appeared with a plate. Shoved it in my hands."Eat.""I saw him yesterday."She went still."Where?""Mel's. With Mike. They were looking at papers. Contracts maybe.""Did you talk to him?"I shook my head."He saw you?""Yeah.""And?""I ran. Like a coward. He chased me. I hid in the bodega until he left."Maya sat next to me. Took the plate back. Set it on the coffee table."Sloane.""I know.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 46: The Decision**JACKSON**"You need to take this."Mike slid the paper across the table. Again. For the third time in twenty minutes.The Australia contract. Updated terms. Better money. Longer commitment.I pushed it back."I already told them no.""That was a week ago. They're asking again. Marcus called me this morning.""And I'm saying no again."Mike rubbed his face. He looked as tired as I felt."Why?""You know why.""She's not talking to you.""I know.""She's not answering your calls.""I know.""So what are you waiting for? Permission?"I picked up my coffee. Cold. I drank it anyway."I'm waiting for her to realize she's wrong.""And if she doesn't?""Then I wait longer."Mike leaned back. The vinyl booth creaked under his weight."You're throwing away your career for a woman who won't even look at you.""I'm not throwing anything away.""No? What tournaments you got lined up? What's your income looking like?"I didn't answer."Exactly. You're bleeding money. No sponsors. No tour. You mis
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Chapter: CHAPTER 45: One Week Later**SLOANE**"You look like hell."My laptop screen reflected my face back at me. Maya was right. I did look like hell."Thanks. That's exactly what I needed to hear.""When's the last time you showered?"I glanced at the timestamp on my last opened document. Tuesday. It was now Friday."Recently enough.""Sloane.""I'm working. The Morningside campaign needs revisions by Monday.""The Morningside campaign was approved three days ago. I checked with your boss."Damn it.I closed my laptop. Stared at the pile of takeout containers on my coffee table. Chinese. Thai. More Chinese. I'd lost track."Have you talked to him?" Maya asked."No.""Has he tried to contact you?""He texted. Once. Said he was sorry.""And you said?""Nothing."Maya's sigh came through the phone crystal clear."You can't avoid him forever.""Watch me."I hung up before she could lecture me more.My phone rang immediately. My mother this time.I let it go to voicemail. She'd already left four today. All variations of
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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL BILLIONAIRE FOR REVENGE
She walked in on her fiancé buried deep inside her best friend the night before their wedding.
Nadia Reeves did not cry. She did not scream. She walked straight into a Vegas bar and ordered enough whiskey to burn the world down.
That was when the Devil found her.
Dominic Marcello was cold, ruthless, and impossibly beautiful. He offered her a deal wrapped in black ink and diamonds: marry him, become his in every way, and watch him destroy the two people who shattered her. In return, he would give her the revenge she craved and the power she never knew she needed.
She said yes.
What began as a drunken contract in a neon chapel quickly became something far more dangerous. Dominic's touch awakened sensations he had never felt in his life and something feral in her. He claimed her body with ice and dominance. She claimed his soul without trying. Their nights were raw, possessive, and intimate. Their days became an intoxicating game of power, public revenge, and deepening obsession.
But every perfect touch and whispered "little dove" was built on one buried secret.
Dominic had not simply taken advantage of her pain. He had orchestrated the entire betrayal.
When Nadia discovers the blood money he paid her best friend to seduce her fiancé, proof that her entire marriage was part of his cold calculation from the beginning, her world implodes.
Now the man who taught her how to burn is the one holding the match to their future.
Can a love forged in manipulation, obsession, and breathtaking passion survive the ultimate betrayal? Or will the devil who woke her up be the one who finally breaks her?
A dark, addictive billionaire romance packed with scorching dominance, heart-wrenching emotion, a jaw-dropping midpoint twist, and an earned, swoon-worthy HEA.
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Chapter: Chapter 67: The Reckoning**Nadia**I walked into Dominic's office at Marcello GlobalMy heels clicked sharp against the polished floor with every step. The document stayed folded tight in my hand. I did not knock. I pushed the heavy door open and stepped inside without slowing down. His assistant said something behind me, her voice rising at the end like a question. I did not turn around. The door shut with a soft click that cut off the sound of the outer office and left only silence.Dominic sat behind his massive desk. His jacket was on. Laptop open. The posture of a man in the middle of something that mattered. He looked up when the door opened and his eyes found mine across the room and for one single second something warm moved across his face. The thing he did not always catch in time. The thing I had spent weeks learning to recognize.Then he saw my expression.I crossed the room. Ten steps. Maybe twelve. My hand shook only once, a small involuntary tremor that moved through my fingers and was gone b
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Chapter: Chapter 66: What the Document Says**Nadia** I stared at the contract. My fingers tightened around the paper until the edges bit into my palms. I read the first line. Then I read it again. The words did not change. They sat on the page clean and cold and perfectly still, the way a knife sits before it moves. *Priya Nair agreed to seduce Garrett Cole. On the eve of his wedding to Nadia Reeves.* She agreed to make sure I discovered them. I stopped. I made myself breathe. Then I kept reading. Payment confirmed. The large sum matched the receipt I had already seen. Wired one week before Vegas. One week before I stood outside that hotel suite and heard sounds I could not unhear. One week before my engagement ended and my life split open on a marble floor not so different from this one. I turned to the last page. Dominic Marcello's signature sat at the bottom. Bold. Unhurried. The kind of signature that belongs to someone who signs things without hesitation because they have never had reason to doubt their own decisi
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Chapter: Chapter 65: Two Lines**Nadia** I stared at the two pink lines. The test felt slippery in my damp palm. I blinked hard. The lines stayed exactly where they were. Positive. Clear and undeniable. I lowered myself to the bathroom floor. Cold marble pressed through my thin robe and into my skin. My back found the tub. I pulled my knees close to my chest and sat there. No shouting. No wild laughter. Only a heavy quiet that filled every corner of the room. Minutes slipped by. Ten. Fifteen. Maybe twenty. I did not move. The test stayed warm in my hand. My thumb kept brushing the plastic edge without thinking, the way you touch something to confirm it is real. Something tiny lived inside me now. Dominic's child. The thought sat deep in my chest. Warm. Heavy. Real in a way that the lines on the test were not yet real. I closed my eyes. The air conditioning hummed low above me. My breathing slowed until it matched the quiet room. Disbelief wrapped around me like a thick blanket. Not bad. Not good. Just there,
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Chapter: Chapter 64: Three Months Later**Nadia**Three months of marriage felt like breathing for the first time.I woke to the smell of coffee and the soft clatter of Dominic in the kitchen. His warmth still clung to my skin. I stretched under the sheets, smiling before I could stop myself. Life had settled into something steady. Good. Mine.I walked into the kitchen barefoot. Dominic stood at the counter in gray sweatpants, hair still tousled from sleep. He looked different these days. Lighter. The tension that used to sit in his face had eased.When he saw me, his expression shifted. That private smile, the one meant only for me.“Morning, wife.”He pulled me in and kissed me slow. His hands settled on my hips like they belonged there. I kissed him back, tasting toothpaste and familiarity and something deeper that had grown between us.We still argued sometimes. Quick sparks over small things. But we never stayed apart. We always found our way back, closer than before.I poured coffee and opened my laptop at the island.
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Chapter: Chapter 63: Wedding Night**Nadia**Dominic's hands moved over my skin like I was something sacred.We lay in the middle of the big bed. The sheets felt cool against my back. His body pressed warm and heavy on top of me. The wedding vows still echoed in my head. Cherish. Stay. Trust. Love. Tonight every touch felt like a promise kept.He kissed me slow. Deep. His lips trailed down my neck. My collarbone. The curve of my breast. I arched into him. My fingers slid into his hair. I felt powerful. Confident. The woman who had taught him to kneel now lay under him and knew exactly what she wanted.Dominic reached for the small bowl of ice on the nightstand. The cubes clinked softly. He picked one. His eyes met mine. This time the ice play felt different. Tender. Both of us fully present. No games of control. Just us.He dragged the ice cube across my nipple. Cold bit sharp. I gasped. The contrast with his hot mouth when he followed made me moan. He circled the tight peak. Sucked gently. The melt water ran down my s
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Chapter: Chapter 62: The Real Wedding**Nadia**The four of us stood in the private living room as the sun dipped low.No guests. No crowd. No flashing cameras. Just Dominic and me, Lisette and Raffael. A simple officiant spoke quiet words. The air felt thick with everything we had survived. My hands shook a little as I faced Dominic. He looked at me like I was the only light in his dark world.I breathed in deep. The scent of his skin mixed with the faint smell of fresh flowers Lisette had placed on the table. This was real. Small. Honest. The most honest thing either of us had ever done.Dominic took my hands. His palms felt warm and steady. His voice came low and rough when he spoke his vows."I promise to cherish you, Nadia. Not control you. Not own you. I will value every touch, every word, every moment you give me. You taught me what it means to feel. I will spend the rest of my life proving I learned the lesson."The words hit me straight in the chest. Raw emotion swelled inside me. Not tears of weakness. Tears of
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17: Professional Distance**Nora**I stood in the authentication room the next morning. My tools lay spread across the table. Griffin walked in without knocking. He carried a large portfolio under his arm. He set it down between us."Warren wants these cataloged," he said. His voice stayed even. "Forgeries mixed in. You are the expert."I nodded once. No small talk. No mention of last night. We both knew the rules now. Professional distance. That was what I needed.He opened the portfolio. Paintings and documents spilled across the surface. I moved to his side. Our shoulders almost touched. I picked up the first piece. A small landscape. My fingers traced the edges. The paint felt wrong under my touch. Too smooth in places. Too heavy in others.Griffin watched me work. He did not speak at first. He just stood there. Close enough that I could feel the heat from his body.I pointed to a corner of the canvas. "See this? The brushwork here is too perfect. Real aging would show cracks. This one was painted to look
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16: "The Art of Watching**Nora"**I stopped confronting Griffin after that night. I did not scream anymore. I did not demand more answers right away. Instead I watched him. I was an authenticator. My job was to look at something until it told me the truth. So I turned that skill on my husband. For one full week I studied every move he made. Every habit. Every small thing he did when he thought no one was looking. The first morning I sat at the breakfast table before he arrived. I kept my eyes on my coffee. Black. Too hot. I drank it standing up most days. When Griffin walked in he did the exact same thing. He poured his coffee black. Took the first sip while still standing. No cream. No sugar. Just like me. I felt a small jolt in my chest. Unwanted. I pushed it down. Later that day I followed him to his study from a distance. I stayed in the hallway where he could not see me. He read architectural plans the same way I examined paintings. He started at the corner. Worked his way inward. Slow. Meth
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Chapter: Chapter 15: The First AccusationI waited in the sitting room until the house grew quiet. The evidence sat on the low table in front of me. The printed photo of Griffin accepting the award with the scar clearly visible on his raised hand. The folded note from three months ago. I had laid them out like pieces of a painting I was authenticating. Every detail pointed to the same truth. My hands stayed steady even though my pulse raced. I was not shouting. I was not crying. I was doing what I did best. Looking for what did not fit. And everything about Griffin Marlowe did not fit. The front door clicked open. Footsteps moved through the hall. I stayed seated. My back straight. When he stepped into the room his eyes found me immediately. He knew something was wrong. He always seemed to know. "Nora," he said. His voice stayed low. Careful. I looked up at him. "Sit down." He did not argue. He crossed the room and sat in the chair across from me. Close enough that I could see the tension in his jaw. Close enough to s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 14: Research and Ruin**Nora"** I sat at the small desk in my authentication room. The laptop screen glowed in the dim light. My fingers hovered over the keyboard. I had to know. I could not let the questions sit inside me any longer. Griffin. The name still felt wrong in my mouth. Not Sterling. Griffin. I typed his name into the search bar. Griffin Marlowe. The results loaded fast. Architecture awards. Overseas projects. Photos of sleek modern buildings he had designed. He looked serious in every shot. Focused. Like the work mattered more than the spotlight. I clicked through the images. My authenticator eye scanned each one the way I examined a painting. Looking for what did not fit. Looking for the lie. An article from five years ago caught my attention. Griffin accepting an award. He stood on stage with his right hand raised. The scar on his knuckles showed clear in the photo. White against his skin. The same scar I had seen when he signed the contract. My stomach tightened. I zoomed in. The memo
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13: The Crack in the Mask**Nora"** I slammed the bedroom door so hard the frame rattled. My heart pounded against my ribs like it wanted to break free. Griffin. The name burned in my mind. Not Sterling. Griffin. The second son. The man who had signed that contract while pretending to be someone else. I paced the room. My bare feet slapped against the cold hardwood. The massive bed loomed in the center like a reminder of the lie I had just stepped into. Three years. I had signed away three years of my life to a stranger who was not even the stranger I thought he was. How could he do this? How could he look me in the eye and let me believe he was Sterling Marlowe? The contract said a Marlowe son. Technicality. That was what he had called it. A fucking technicality. Anger surged through me hot and sharp. I grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it across the room. It hit the wall with a soft thud and fell to the floor. Not enough. Nothing felt enough. I stopped in front of the full length mirror. My reflec
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12: Dinner with the Devil**Nora"** The dining room felt like a battlefield. I sat at the long table in a simple black dress. My hands stayed folded tight in my lap. Sterling sat across from me. He stayed quiet as always. Candles flickered between us. The food smelled rich, but I barely tasted it. Every bite stuck in my throat. This formal dinner was supposed to feel normal. Husband and wife sharing a meal. Instead it felt like stepping into a trap I had walked into with open eyes. Warren Marlowe sat at the head of the table like a king. His silver hair caught the light. His eyes moved between us. They looked sharp and calculating. He raised his glass. "To the new Mrs. Marlowe. May this union bring strength to both families." I lifted my glass but didn’t drink. Strength. That word tasted like a lie. I had married to save my family. Not to build his empire. Suspicion from the fakes in my office still sat heavy in my chest. Now this dinner made it worse. The door opened. A man walked in. Tall. Broad shoul
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Under His Billionaire Roof
One childhood crush. One unbreakable rule. One mansion where every hallway feels like a trap.
For fifteen years, Leighton Hayes has loved Noah Knight from afar, the untouchable older brother of her best friend Chloe. Now twenty-three, broke, and freshly homeless, Leighton has nowhere to go but the sprawling estate of the man who once barely noticed her. Noah remembers her all too well. The billionaire who built an empire from nothing has spent the last six months trying to become a better man, and the shy girl in oversized hoodies who just moved into his guest wing is the most dangerous temptation he’s ever faced.
Chloe’s single rule was always clear: her friends are off-limits. Especially to Noah, the reformed Playboy who used to burn through supermodels and headlines. But late nights, shared secrets, and one stolen shirt ignite a fire neither of them can extinguish. What begins as whispered confessions and almost-kisses explodes into a secret affair neither wants to end, even as the lies stack higher.
When Chloe discovers the truth, the betrayal threatens to destroy the only family each of them has ever known. Leighton must decide if love is worth losing her best friend. Noah must prove he’s finally ready to risk everything for the one woman he swore he’d never touch.
Some rules are made to be broken.
Some hearts refuse to stay forbidden.
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Chapter: Chapter 112: Five Years Later"Mommy, Tristan stole my dinosaur!"Liam's voice hit me before I made it down the stairs. I was already late for a client call. Already juggling my phone and coffee and the presentation deck I'd printed last night."Did not!" Tristan yelled back. "It's mine!"I walked into the kitchen. Found both boys on the floor. Wrestling over a plastic T-Rex. Breakfast forgotten. Milk spilled across the table. Cheerios scattered like confetti."Both of you. Stop." My voice came out sharper than I meant. They froze. Looked up at me with identical guilty expressions. Noah's dark eyes. My nose. Five years old and already masters of manipulation."He started it," they said in unison.I set my coffee down. Picked up the dinosaur. "This goes in timeout. You both go eat breakfast. Now.""But Mom...""Now."They scrambled to the table. I cleaned up the milk. Checked my phone. The client call started in three minutes. I wasn't ready. Wasn't even close to ready."Need help?" Noah appeared in the doorway. Su
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Chapter: Chapter 111: The Birth"I need you to push."Dr. Silva's voice cut through the fog. I couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. The pain was everywhere. Swallowing me whole."I can't." My voice came out broken. Weak."Yes you can." Noah's hand gripped mine. Too tight. Hurting me. I didn't tell him to stop. "Look at me, Leigh. Look at me."I turned my head. Found his eyes. Terrified. But steady."You can do this," he said. "You're the strongest person I know."Another contraction hit. Ripped through my body. I screamed. Couldn't help it. The sound tore out of me."That's it," Dr. Silva said. "Channel that. Push through it. Baby A is right there."I pushed. Used every ounce of strength I had left. My body felt like it was splitting apart. Breaking. Dying."Good. Again. One more big push."I bore down. Pushed harder. Felt something give. Felt pressure release.Then I heard it. A cry. Small. Angry. Perfect."Baby A is here," Dr. Silva announced. "It's a boy."I collapsed back against the pillows. Sobbing. Shaking. A nu
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Chapter: Chapter 110: Maya's Moment"Please tell me you didn't fire me."Maya's voice cracked through the phone. Leighton sat up in bed. Too fast. Her head spun. She steadied herself against the headboard."What? Why would I fire you?""Because I changed three slides. Added a transition you didn't approve. Used the alternate color palette on the packaging mockups."Leighton's heart pounded. The Meridian presentation had been two hours ago. She'd been lying in bed. Trying not to think about it. Failing completely."How did it go?" she asked quietly."I don't know. They didn't say much. Just asked questions. Took notes. Robert said they'd be in touch.""That's it?""That's it. I'm so sorry. I know you wanted to be there. I know I probably messed everything up.""Maya. Stop. Tell me exactly what happened."Maya took a shaky breath. Started talking. Described walking into the boardroom. Fifteen executives. All watching her. All waiting."I was terrified. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the remote. But then I r
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Chapter: Chapter 109: The Breaking Point"I told you to stay in bed."Noah's voice shook. He lifted Leighton into his arms. She was too weak to argue. Blood soaked through her clothes. Through his shirt where he held her."I'm sorry," she whispered."Don't talk. Just hold on."He carried her to the car. Drove faster than he should. Ran red lights. She pressed her hand to her stomach. Felt nothing. No movement. Too early for movement. But the silence felt wrong anyway.The ER took her immediately this time. No waiting. Straight to a room. Monitors. IVs. Dr. Silva appeared within minutes."What happened?" Her voice was sharp. Controlled anger."She got out of bed," Noah said. "Went to her office. Worked for two hours."Dr. Silva's jaw tightened. She didn't look at Leighton. Just started the ultrasound.The screen lit up. Two shapes. Leighton held her breath."Baby A. Heartbeat present." Dr. Silva moved the wand. "Baby B. Also present."Leighton started crying. Relief so intense it hurt."You're lucky," Dr. Silva said. Not kind
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Chapter: Chapter 108: Complications"There's blood."Leighton stared at the tissue. Pink. Faint. But definitely blood.Dr. Silva's face went serious. "How much?""Just spotting. Not a lot.""Any cramping?""Some. But I've had cramping since I found out I was pregnant.""This is different?"Leighton hesitated. "Maybe. Sharper. Lower."Dr. Silva moved fast. Called for an ultrasound machine. A nurse wheeled it in. The room suddenly felt crowded. Urgent.Noah burst through the door. Breathless. "What's happening?""Possible threatened miscarriage," Dr. Silva said. "We're checking now."The color drained from Noah's face. He grabbed Leighton's hand. Squeezed so hard it hurt.Cold gel on her stomach. The wand pressing. Dr. Silva's eyes on the screen. Seconds felt like hours."There." Dr. Silva pointed. "Baby A. Heartbeat strong."Leighton couldn't breathe."And Baby B. Also strong. Both measuring on track.""Then what's wrong?" Noah asked."Could be implantation spotting. Could be subchorionic hematoma. Small bleed between th
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Chapter: Chapter 107: Telling Chloe"You're acting weird."Chloe stood in the doorway. Emma on her hip. Her eyes narrowed at Leighton and Noah sitting on the couch. Too close. Too tense."We're not weird," Leighton said."You texted me to come over immediately. On a Thursday afternoon. You're definitely weird."Noah stood. "Come in. Sit down.""Now I'm really worried." But Chloe came inside. Set Emma in her carrier. The baby gurgled. Happy. Oblivious.Chloe sat across from them. Arms crossed. "What's going on? Is someone dying? Are you dying?""Nobody's dying," Leighton said."Then what?"Leighton looked at Noah. He nodded. She took a breath."I'm pregnant."Chloe's mouth fell open. "What?""Pregnant. Eight weeks.""Oh my God." Chloe's hands flew to her mouth. "Oh my God. You're pregnant?""Yes."Chloe launched herself across the coffee table. Grabbed Leighton. Hugged her so tight it hurt. "I'm going to be an aunt. Emma's going to have a cousin. This is amazing. Why do you look terrified? You should be happy.""There's
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