LOGINThat night, Rhys returned home.The penthouse felt cold, empty, and dark.He stood at the entrance for a long moment with a loosened tie. Dark circles sat beneath his eyes with stubbles covering his jaw. His clothes hung looser now. Work had become the only thing keeping him sane.He took on different cases and stayed in long hours meetings. Rhys did anything to avoid returning here. To the silence and place that no longer held Lena.He walked past the couch she used to sleep on, past the kitchen mug she liked, and past her blanket. Everything still smelled faintly like her.He felt his chest bleeding.She had been pregnant and he never noticed or cared for her. He ignored her…ignored seventeen calls.Rhys swallowed hard, then entered the bathroom. He stopped when his eyes landed on something near the trash. The used pregnancy test. There were three of them. Each with two lines.His breathing stopped. Slowly, he crouched.His hand shook as he picked it up with knot forming on his sto
The house felt quiet. Lena stood by the door for a long moment after unlocking it.The familiar scent of the living room greeted her.She still looked pale. The hospital bracelet had only been removed that morning. Her body felt weak. Every step carried a dull ache through her stomach, reminding her of everything she had lost.The doctor had told her to eat properly, rest, and avoid stress. As if grief listened to instructions.Lena lowered her bag to the floor and slowly walked further into the house. Her gaze drifted around the living room, staring at the little lamp at the side, and the framed picture of her and her father by the shelf.For some reason, being back here hurt.Because this was the place she always returned to whenever life became unbearable. Only this time… she felt different. Like something had been carved out of her and never returned.Lena let out a tired breath and walked toward the kitchen, and slowly opened the fridge. Her fingers froze around the handle.There
The red light above the emergency room flickered. Then went off.Theon and Rhys were on their feet almost at the same time.Rhys stumbled forward first, his weak body swaying. The IV mark on his wrist pulled painfully as he gripped the wall for support.Theon stood so abruptly the chair scraped against the tiled floor.The emergency room doors swung open.Dr. Rosy stepped out first, exhaustion written all over her face. Her surgical cap had been removed. Loose strands of hair stuck to her forehead, and her mask hung in her hand. She looked very tired.Neither of them spoke, they just stared at the doctor eagerly.Rosy let out a breath and offered a weak smile. “The surgery was successful. She made it.”Theon’s knees almost buckled. A breath escaped him—one he didn’t even realize he had been holding. ‘Thank God.’His hand covered his eyes as relief crashed into him all at once.“Thank you…” he muttered hoarsely. “Thank you so much, doctor.”The tightness in his chest finally loosens. H
The doors swung shut behind Dr. Rosy.Theon remained standing in the corridor, frozen. The signed consent form trembled in his hand.A nurse approached him, and gently took the papers from him before disappearing back into the operating room.He couldn’t move.The red light above the emergency room glowed against the pale walls. Unblinking.One of the officers guided him to a chair.Theon sat down stiffly. His elbows rested on his knees as he stared at the dried blood flaking from his fingers. Lena’s blood.His chest tightened.Four months pregnant.The words repeated in his head again and again.No wonder she looked exhausted. No wonder she had become thinner. No wonder she had clung to him last night. No wonder her eyes looked so empty. She had been vulnerable, scared, and alone.And he had left her.Theon pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes. He felt stupid and pathetic.‘If I had picked up… would she still have collapsed? Would she still be bleeding? Would she still be
Early the next morning, Theon sat alone in his office, staring at his phone as though it had become his greatest enemy.His leg bounced against the floor in restless rhythm. His fingers remained trapped between his teeth.He exhaled hard, dragging a hand through his messy blonde hair.“Doc?”A young man stood by the office door, clipboard tucked under his arm.“Mr. Kensington is already on call with the board. The lead doctors are discussing the new expansion plans.”Theon didn’t even lift his head. “I’ll be there shortly.”The assistant hesitated. “…Doctor?”“I said shortly.”The young man stiffened. “Right. Sorry.”The door shut. Silence returned in the room.Theon leaned back against his chair and shut his eyes. He had made up his mind.Last night was supposed to be the end. No more calls or excuses to see her.No more lingering around her father’s ward like some pathetic fool.He had already crossed too many lines. She was married to his cousin.And for the first time in his life,
Theon stayed longer than he intended.After Lena finally stopped crying, she sat curled into herself on the couch, her face pale and exhausted, eyes swollen from crying too much. She looked fragile in a way he had never seen before.It unsettled him.The Lena he knew had always been stubborn. Even when things got hard regarding her father, she tried to stand through it all.But tonight…Tonight she looked like someone barely holding herself together.Theon stood in the kitchen for a while, warming water and making tea he knew she probably would not drink.“You should eat something,” he said quietly as he returned.Lena only shook her head. “I’m not hungry.”He frowned. “You haven’t been eating properly.”A faint smile tugged at her lips. “Now you sound like an old man.”Theon stared at her for a second before letting out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh.“Maybe heartbreak ages people.”The smile on Lena’s lips disappeared.Silence fell again.Theon hated this silence.He hate
Roman’s heart skipped the moment he saw her lashes flutter and her eyes slowly open.For a second, he couldn’t breathe.‘Did she hear me?’ He stared at her face, wondering.Evelyn blinked slowly, like she was trying to wake from a deep, heavy sleep. Her eyes were hazy and confused, her heart beatin
“Stay put,” Roman said.Evelyn didn’t move. She sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, trying not to look at the spots where her skin still burned. Every time she shifted, her palm throbbed, and the sting along her side and thighs flared like a warning.Roman walked out.For a few seconds, the room fe
TRIGGER WARNING: NON-CONSENSUAL TOUCHING(This chapter contains intimate physical contact without consent. Reader discretion is advised.)Lena stared at her laptop screen for a long time, her mind trying to process the headline.A scornful laugh burst from her lips.“No way.”She exited the page, an
Evelyn woke to bright light spilling through the curtains.For a while, her brain refused to work. Everything felt thick and slow, like she was underwater. Her body was heavy. Even lifting her fingers felt like effort.She blinked again.‘Where am I…?’Her head ached dully. She tried to sit up, but







