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AmeliaSix weeks after the twins were born, our home was nothing like the quiet, perfectly organized place I had once known.There were bottles everywhere.Tiny clothes seemed to appear in every room, and someone was always crying, hungry, or in need of a clean diaper.Somehow, I had never been happier.Today was the twins' christening.I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the small pearl earrings Nathaniel had given me while trying not to wrinkle my dress. Outside our room, one of the twins made a soft sound from the crib.Since Evelyn and Mrs Wilson arrived, the only time I got to hold the babies was when I was breastfeeding them.I turned immediately."Which one was that?"Nathaniel, who was standing near the window trying to fix his tie, looked over."Alexander.""How do you know?""Because Isabelle, who is with my mother, has been asleep for twenty-three minutes."I stared at him."You're keeping track?"He looked offended."Of course."I laughed."You've become ridiculous."
Nathaniel.I had never driven that fast in my life.I barely remembered leaving my office. One moment I had been sitting behind my desk, listening to Amelia tell me she thought the babies were coming. The next, I was in my car, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles hurt.I had always considered myself a calm man. I handled billion-dollar negotiations without raising my voice. I could sit across from people who wanted to destroy my company and make decisions without letting emotion interfere. But this was different. This was Amelia, and our babies.By the time I reached the house, I hurried out of the car and went in search of my wife."Where is she?"One of the staff hurried toward me. "Mrs. Vaughn is in the kitchen."I didn't wait for anything else. I found Amelia leaning against the kitchen counter, one hand pressed against her stomach, her face flushed as she breathed slowly through another contraction.My heart dropped."Amelia."She opened her eyes. "You came.""Of c
AmeliaThe twins were due any day now, and apparently they had decided that the best way to make sure I remembered that was to spend most of their time kicking me from the inside.I sat behind my desk at home, staring at the laptop in front of me while one hand rested over the enormous curve of my stomach. I had been working from home for the past few weeks, mostly because Nathaniel had become convinced that allowing me anywhere near the office was a personal attack on his peace of mind. He called every few hours to ask whether I had eaten, rested, whether the babies were moving, and whether I was sitting down. He'd even started asking the staff to report to him if I spent too long walking around the house. Still, there was only so much sitting around I could tolerate. I had finished most of the work that needed my attention, but I was determined to stay ahead of everything before the babies arrived. Once they came, I knew my carefully organized schedule would become completely m
AmeliaThe journalists had gathered in the reception area by the time I reached the ground floor, more of them than I'd expected. Cameras were already pointed toward the elevators, reporters speaking into their phones while others stood around with notepads and microphones in hand. The moment the doors opened, every eye in the room turned toward me. Questions began before I'd taken three steps."Mrs. Vaughn, did you know about your former husband's drug activities?""How do you feel about his five-year sentence?""Do you think the sentence was fair?"I kept walking. My assistant stayed beside me, looking slightly overwhelmed by the noise. "Everyone, please," she said. "Mrs. Vaughn will answer a few questions."I stopped in front of them. The room quieted enough for me to hear my own breathing. I looked at the cameras and reminded myself that these people weren't here because they cared about my feelings. They wanted something they could turn into a headline before the day was over,
AmeliaGoing back to the office felt strangely satisfying.For the first time in what seemed like forever, I was sitting behind my own desk with a clear schedule in front of me and no immediate family crisis waiting to consume my attention. The familiar rhythm of the office settled around me almost immediately. Phones rang beyond my door, people moved through the corridors, and every few minutes someone knocked to ask for my approval on something that couldn't possibly wait another hour.I had missed it.I was halfway through reviewing a report when my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen and smiled when I saw Nathaniel's name.Have you eaten?I shook my head, amused. 'It's barely noon.'His reply came almost immediately. That's not an answer.'I'm fine.' I replied with a smile. Three dots appeared on the screen, showing he was typing. Are you working?'I'm the CEO. That's generally what happens in an office.'His response took a little longer this time. Don't overwork yourself.I
Amelia.He responded immediately, but there was still something careful about him, as though some part of him was waiting to make sure I wasn’t going to change my mind.I didn’t.I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him deeper, slower, pouring every unsaid thing into it. His hand slid from my waist to the small of my back, pulling me flush against him until there was no space left between us.The kiss turned hungry almost at once. His tongue brushed mine, tasting, claiming, and a soft sound escaped me that made him tighten his hold.When we finally broke apart, we were both breathing harder. His forehead rested against mine, while my hand slowly roamed his back.“Are you happy with me?” he asked, voice low and rough.I smiled. “I accepted your invitation to dance, didn’t I?”He laughed softly. “That isn’t exactly an answer.”“Then ask me properly.”His eyes darkened with heat. “Do you want me tonight?”I looked directly at him. “Very much.”That was all he needed.He kissed me
Rain continued pouring from the sky while Amelia sat collapsed on the pavement outside the house she used to call home.Her hair clung to her face.Her clothes were soaked through completely.But she barely felt the cold anymore.The older woman standing beneath the umbrella looked deeply uncomfort
Amelia stared at the divorce papers like they were written in another language.The words blurred through her tears until she could barely make them out anymore.DIVORCE AGREEMENT.Her hands started shaking instantly.“No…”Daniel leaned back in his chair with terrifying calm.“It’s over, Amelia.”
By the time Amelia stumbled out of Carter Enterprises, she could barely see through her tears.Rain poured heavily from the sky, cold droplets soaking through her clothes within seconds, but she barely noticed. Her entire body felt numb, hollowed out from the inside.Daniel’s words kept echoing in
The house still smelled like Noah.Amelia noticed it the moment she stepped out of her bedroom, and the realization hit her so hard she had to steady herself against the wall.Strawberry shampoo.Chocolate cereal.The sweet powdery scent of the baby soap Noah still insisted on using even though he







