Chapter: I love him, I really doCHAPTER 14STACY’S POVThe silence Kirk left behind was worse than all the shouting.It felt like the air had been pulled out of the room. I could barely breathe. I stood in the middle of my small living room, my hands shaking as I pushed my fingers through my hair, trying to fix it.I had to move.If I stayed there any longer, I felt like the walls would close in on me.I quickly booked a ride to my parents’ house. My heart was beating fast as I sat on the passenger seat. I held the seat tightly, my knuckles turned white.I didn’t cry. I couldn’t afford to cry yet.When I opened their front door, the smell of my mother’s cooking filled the air. It should have made me feel safe. It should have made me feel at home.Instead, it felt fake. Like everything was pretending to be normal.My parents were in the living room. The television was playing softly in the background. They looked tired but calm.“Stacy? What are you doing here so late?” my mother asked as she stood up. She was smilin
Last Updated: 2026-02-25
Chapter: You're all monstersChapter 13Kirk's POVI pulled over to the side of the road, my hands still vibrating against the wheel. I reached for my phone and dialed the international number before I could talk myself out of it. It rang twice before she picked up.“Kirk?” Lisa’s voice was clear, the background noise of Paris humming behind her. “I was gonna call you. How are you doing?”“I’m good, nothing much” I said, staring out at the dark asphalt. “I’m interested…” my hands clenched.There was a pause on the other end, then a soft sigh. “Uhmm… interested in what exactly?”“You mentioned Paris,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes. “The estate management firm. You said there was a spot for me. Look, I know this might not be the right time but things are a bit complicated for me right now.”He huffed out a soft breath. “What's going on, Kirk?” She asked. “You sound tired… kinda frustrated.”I opened my lips to speak but no words could emerge. After a short time of hesitation, I said. “I have a lot on me right now, I
Last Updated: 2026-02-03
Chapter: I don't want a life with himCHAPTER 12 KIRK’S POV The hospital hallway was too bright. The lights were everywhere. I didn’t stop to talk to my parents. I didn’t turn back to look at the doctor or that door or anything behind me. I just walked. My shoes hit the floor, loud, too loud. Every step echoed in my head. It felt like the sound was following me, like it was chasing me down the hall. With every step, it felt like I was leaving pieces of my life behind. Like I was walking away from something I could never get back. I pushed through the glass doors and stepped outside. Heat rushed at me all at once. It didn’t matter. I barely felt it. I got into my car and slammed the door shut. I grabbed the steering wheel and held on tight. So tight that my knuckles turned white. My hands were shaking, but I didn’t let go. Arnold. The name burned in my chest. It tasted bad in my mouth, even when I didn’t say it out loud. 99% The number kept repeating in my head, over and over. I didn’t believe it. I couldn’t. Ev
Last Updated: 2026-01-22
Chapter: Good job today, Dr. ArisCHAPTER 11 ARNOLD’S POV I stood in the hospital hallway, leaning my back against the cold wall behind me. This was the day - the day to know whose heir that unborn baby is. My father was walking back and forth in front of us, his steps sharp and impatient. My mother sat stiffly on a chair, her back straight, her hands folded neatly on her lap. Her eyes were locked on the lab doors, like she could force them open just by staring. Kirk stood near the window, looking outside, but his eyes were empty. He wasn’t really looking at anything. He looked exhausted, like someone who hadn’t slept properly in a long time. One person was not there. “Where is she?” Dad demanded loudly as he checked his watch. “Stacy should be here for this.” “She’s at home,” Kirk replied. His voice was low and thin, like it could break at any moment. “She’s tired, Dad. She’s been through enough already.” I laughed, short and dry, without any humor in it. “Tired?” I said. “Or embarrassed, Kirk? She already
Last Updated: 2026-01-22
Chapter: We need the truth today.CHAPTER 10 STACY’S POVThe morning air in Sacramento felt heavy. It smelled like rain, even though none was falling. The humidity made it hard to breathe. I felt the same inside. Three weeks had passed since I left the hospital. Three long weeks of quiet, of waiting, of pretending everything was normal.I sat on the edge of my bed. My hand rested on my stomach. The baby inside me was growing. I could feel it. Not moving yet, but real and alive. This little life was the only thing that felt real. Everything else around me was messy. Hillary came in with a tray. There was orange juice and oatmeal. She had been here every day since I came home. She made sure I ate. She made sure I rested. She kept me from disappearing into my own sadness.“You’re staring again,” she said quietly, setting the tray on the nightstand.“I’m just… thinking,” I said. “I wonder what he—or she—will look like. Will the baby have my blue eyes? Or those gray eyes from Devon that haunt me every time I close mine?
Last Updated: 2026-01-22
Chapter: Kirk... Who is She?CHAPTER 9KIRK’S POVThe hospital hallway had never felt so long. Each step felt heavy, like my feet were dragging through water, even though my heart was racing ahead of me. Lisa was somewhere behind me, calling my name, trying to keep up, but I barely registered her presence. None of that mattered. None of it did.All that mattered was the woman behind that door.The woman who had been lying still and silent for days.The woman who had been trapped in a coma while I unraveled piece by piece.I pushed the door open without slowing down, my chest heaving, my lungs burning. For a split second, I was ready to drop to my knees in gratitude, to thank God, fate…anything that had given her back to me. I expected the same quiet, sterile room I had grown used to. The same machines. The same suffocating stillness.Instead, the air felt wrong, thick and heavy with tension.My eyes went straight to the bed, and my heart leaped violently when I saw Stacy’s eyes open. She was awake. She was real
Last Updated: 2026-01-21
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