LOGIN(Maya)
My wing is quiet after Jade settles Lucy into her bed for her morning nap. Lucy went right off to sleep for her.
My body aches in so many places after Cole came to me last night, but my heart feels light for the first time in months.
Cole stayed. He made me declare my love for him. He loves me.
A knock sounds at the private entrance startles me from my thoughts. Who could that be? Tessa is the only one who comes to that entrance and I doubt it’s her after the last time.
When I open it, it’s Rhett. Tessa’s older brother. My childhood sweetheart, teenage dream, whatever you want to call it. That was a long time ago.
I blink at him, stunned to see him at my door.
He’s broader from the military, sunburnt around the edges, dressed down in jeans and a t-shirt. His ice-blue eyes are no less intense. His expression is something between anger and worry.
Here we go. Another lecture from someone who thinks they know what I need better than I do.
“What are you doing here?” My voice is sharp.
I haven’t seen Rhett since he came back and confronted me about eloping with Cole.
I told him I wasn’t leaving Cole because I was pregnant.
That no promise made by a 13-year-old girl could possibly be taken seriously.
He said he’d come back for me once I’d launched the interior design career I’d dreamed about as a kid.
I always wanted to buy my parents their own home. And do all the design myself. That somehow doing that would stop them from almost tearing each other apart all the time.
That we would finally be a peaceful, happy family.
“I called Tessa to let her know I was in town.” His tone is flat, heavy. “She’s upset and worried for you. She said you won’t listen to her. So I told her I’d try.”
“I don’t need you to try anything,” I snap as I step outside and pull the door shut behind me.
Cole cannot see Rhett in there. “Nobody needs to save me from anything. I know what I’m doing.”
“But maybe you can help save someone. I’ve been with your dad the last few weeks. He’s not good, Maya. He’s worse because you won’t see him. Using more.”
I clench my arms around myself.
Cole’s voice whispers in my head, the threat he made so clear: If you go near that addict, I’ll divorce you. You’ll never see Lucy again.
“Don’t blame me for his problems. He makes his own choices.”
Rhett steps closer. “I served under him. He was my commanding officer. A good man. He needs someone to believe in him, to give him a reason to get clean. That has to be you.”
I shake my head, looking anywhere but at him. “He’s beyond help.”
“No, he isn’t.” Rhett’s voice rises, breaking. “Don’t say that. Don’t you dare write him off. He loves you. He’s drowning and you’re going to watch it happen?”
“He hates the Vances. There’s no way a relationship with him and me can ever work.”
“Do you blame him? Robert Vance took his wife and now Cole Vance has taken his daughter.”
“No one shoved drugs and alcohol into him, that was his choice. You can’t blame Mom for wanting an easier life.”
“Your father gave her everything he had. Literally.”
I shrug. “Rhett, just leave. My life is none of your business.”
“I love you, Maya. You know that. Come with me. You and Lucy. I will take a normal job, come home every night. I’ve never stopped loving you. I’m not sure I even know how.”
“You better figure it out because I don’t love you and I never have. You’re only here because you are jealous of Cole and because it bruised your ego I couldn’t wait for you any longer.”
His face hardens. “You didn’t wait at all. You married him the minute he looked at you. You never wanted marriage, never wanted kids.”
He’s right. I always said that. That’s why Rhett said he’d wait for me to be ready and he’d be back for me.
“I hadn’t heard from you for so long,” I defend.
“I was on an extended mission, you knew that. You wanted your career, your own life. Then I come back and find you married and pregnant. What about your dreams?”
“This is my dream,” I bite out. “I love Cole. He loves me. I’m fine.”
Rhett shakes his head. “No. You’re blind. And you’re a coward, Maya. Because it’s easier to cling to his money and his name than face what’s really happening.”
I can’t stand the look on his face… disappointment, grief, something too close to pity.
So I cut deep. “I never loved you, Rhett. It was just fun, having you follow me around like a puppy. That’s all it ever was. You are acting like an idiot. Just grow the fuck up.”
The words hang between us, heavy and ugly.
He stares at me for a long moment, then looks away.
His voice is quiet when he finally speaks. “You’ll regret saying that. You’ll regret all of this. But by the time you figure it out, it’ll be too late. I won’t ever be back for you again, Maya.”
I almost tell him I’m sorry I said that. But I don’t.
“You’re not the Maya I knew,” he says quietly. “And when you figure out what you’ve done, it’ll be too damn late.”
He turns and walks out without another word.
I go back inside, shaking, the lie still burning on my tongue.
I did love him. So, so much. I was going to wait. But… things just happened that night.
I was drinking alcohol. Cole was intense. Rhett hadn’t been in contact for over a year. Then I was married and pregnant.
What could I do?
But I did love Cole. I still do.
“I’m fine,” I whisper into the silence. “Cole loves me. That’s all that matters.”
I look at the time.
Damn, I’m late with that coffee in the office now.
Better late than never, right?
I quickly set up the tray. Cole is my future.
But Rhett’s words won’t stop echoing: You’ll regret all of this.
(Jade)Owen has been awake for two hours.But in the last ten minutes he hasn’t been calm or comfortable. He’s struggling.His skin is too warm beneath my palm, he’s restless. He presses his fingers to his temples and squeezes them hard.“My head hurts again,” he says.Seeing this is horrible. I don’t know what it means.I thought him waking up meant positive things. That his ravaged body was finally going to stop attacking itself.Cole shoots a worried glance at Maya and frowns. Then he puts the back of hand against Owen’s forehead. “He’s burning up.”He doesn’t tell me. He doesn’t even look at me. It’s Maya he’s focused on.I see it.I hate it.Cole presses the call button. A nurse pops her head in the door. “How can I help?”“Owen is burning up. Get the doctor in here.” Cole orders and she nods and leaves again.My heart is in my throat. “You’ll be okay, Owen. You have to be,” I say.I don’t think he even heard my words.The doctor strides in. Not any doctor. My doctor. He gives me
(Maya)His fingers jerk first.Not a gentle twitch, but a sharp, uneven movement that knocks lightly against the mattress.His small hand makes a fist and then releases.Cole sees it at the same second I do.“Oh my God—” he says, already moving.He slams the call button hard, once, then again. “Owen. Hey. Hey, buddy. Can you hear me?”Jade’s chair scrapes back violently as she surges to her feet.“Owen?” Her voice cracks on his name. “Owen, baby, can you hear me?”His eyelids flutter.Once.Twice.Then they open.Not fully. Not steady. But open.Jade kisses his forehead and leans over him.Cole lets out a broken sound and spins toward me.He grabs me, lifts me clean off the floor, and turns in a rough, uncoordinated circle, laughing and swearing at the same time.“He’s awake,” he chokes. “He’s awake, Maya—he’s awake!”I cling to him, laughing and crying at once, the shock hitting me before my brain can catch up.He sets me down but doesn’t let go, his forehead pressed to mine like he
(Maya)A family lounge sits at the center of the mansion medical wing.That wasn’t an accident. I wanted the kids to see us moving around, talking, eating. To hear chatter. To feel as normal as possible.No tension. That’s the goal anyway.Tension is my middle name lately.Lucy is curled beside Owen on the wide bed, her body angled toward him, one small hand resting near his arm.His breathing is deep and even since he’s arrived.Cole looked so worried and he hasn’t left his son’s side. Or his daughter’s.He can do dedicated and loyal. He can do unconditional love.With the kids. I don’t believe he can do it with me. I used to. Believing that was my whole life.Until my life ended in horror circumstances. In a level of despair no one could ever imagine reaching.But then I came back. I got my second chance and I am not going to waste it. I will have my revenge.But not at the expense of these kids. I have to be sure their lives are better too.It’s working. Being together here is work
(Jade)From the outside, everything looks settled.Lucy is resting beside Owen. Owen is holding steady.His fingers curled around his sister’s. And his breathing is more steady and deeper when she is beside him.Yesterday he had his first lifesaving infusion. It will work. It has too. It’s his last hope.From the outside, this works.Lucy is settled. Owen is resting. Cole and Maya and I talk like normal parents talking about normal things. Coffee. Food. What Lucy usually eats. What Owen used to like watching before all of this.Anyone walking in would think this is what healing looks like.I lean back in my chair and play along. I nod when I should. I say things that sound supportive. I don’t overdo it.Inside, I’m thinking about how temporary all of this is.Lucy is useful right now. That’s the truth of it.Once that stops being true, everything changes.People don’t like thinking about things that way. They call it heartless. They pretend situations don’t have expiry dates.They do.
(Maya)I can’t leave the hospital without seeing Tessa.I’m halfway through her door when I hear a chair scrape inside.Rhett places himself in front of me, shoulders squared, eyes cold. Blocking my entry.“You’re not going near her,” he says. “I told you to stay away.”“Tessa is my best friend,” I reply. “Move.”“She’s my sister,” he says. “And you’re the reason she is in here.”I look past him.Tessa lies still, pale under the sheets, hair shoved back, tape and tubes and machines monitoring everything. Waiting for her to wake up. I need for her to wake up and be okay.This world needs her light.Rhett catches my gaze and shifts to block more of her. “Just leave.”“I’m not here to argue,” I say.“Neither am I.”“I’m leaving the hospital later tonight,” I say. “Lucy’s cleared to be transported and recover at home.”“I’m glad she is okay. I’ll take care of Tessa from here.”“Tessa needs me,” I say. “You can’t stop me from being here.”His eyes cut into me. “You cost me everything. My c
(Cole)The nurse checks the line, checks the dressing, checks the monitor, then writes the time on the chart.“Infusion is complete,” she says. “He’s stable. The next phase is the rough one. His counts will drop. He may look worse before he looks better. Fever protocol is strict. Keep his environment calm at all times.”Her eyes flick between Jade and me, then she softens her voice. “Try to keep conversations… gentle.”Jade nods without looking up. Her hand stays on Owen’s forearm.Owen doesn’t wake. Somehow I was hoping he would. He’s barely been awake since he’s been in here.He’s pale and wiped out, mouth slightly open, breathing shallow but even. He looks so fragile and it makes everything in me go sharp and protective.The nurse finishes, then slips out and shuts the door behind her.Hospital quiet settles back in.Jade leans closer to Owen and smooths the blanket near his shoulder.She presses a kiss to his hairline, then sits back in the chair, eyes locked on his face as if wat







