(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.
(Maya)“Listen,” I say. “I know this is hard to believe. Pull the cards. When Rhett calls, you need to tell him you are worried about me. I need him to still come to the mansion.She stares at me and lays out a spread face down.Five cards, a clean line across the coffee table: past, present, obstacle, ally, outcome. She breathes and flips the first.Our usual layout for life advice. Although she is more invested in this stuff than me. But today this might be the difference between me succeeding or being locked up for being crazy.Tess breathes out. Centers herself and flips the first card over. She talks as she looks at it.“Past: The Moon. Secrets, emotions kept hidden. Something you can’t see for what it is.”I don’t need her to tell me. I lived the hidden. I nod.She flips the second.“Present: The Tower.”She makes a small sound. The card is a jagged picture and her lips go thin. “Sudden collapse. Something burning down. A rupture,” she says. “This is now.”“Yes, exactly.”Her ha
(Maya)I wake choking.My throat is raw, my lungs like they’ve been scrubbed empty.For a moment I don’t know where I am. Panic hits like a punch and I scramble out of bed.Am I doomed to relive my hell for eternity? How can my eyes be opening now?I burned with Lucy’s body in my arms. I know it. How can I be here, in my bedroom?I head straight for Lucy. Please, let her be okay. I held her while she took her last breath. I suffered through all those days and taunts from Jade.Did I dream that? Was that drug-induced?The crib is exactly where it should be.Lucy is up on her feet, hair in a mess, slapping the bars and laughing at nothing.I walk to her and I can barely feel my legs.When she sees me, she grins and reaches. I scoop her up and hold her so tight my arms tremble.She fusses, then settles, forehead against mine. Warm.Breathing.I pull my phone from the nightstand with hands that won’t stop shaking and check the date.It’s before Jade drugged me when Cole wanted the divorce
(Maya)My baby is tiny in that bed, a tangle of wires and tape and damp curls.Her skin is too pale. Her chest lifts in shallow, stubborn breaths.A doctor’s voice is soft. He says words that mean we’re out of time.I climb into the bed against every rule they have and I pull her onto my chest. “Hi, my love,” I whisper into her hair. “Mommy’s here. I’m here, I’m here.”I sing the song I sang at two a.m. feeds.I tell her I’m sorry. Over and over until the words break.She warms in my arms and then she doesn’t. Her hand curls around my finger and loosens. The world narrows to the weight of her and the silence that follows.I do not pass out. I do not scream the ceiling down. I press my mouth to her hair and I memorize it.I put my palm over her heart and feel her being gone.I swear, somehow, I will make them pay.Someone comes to take her and I say no. They try and get me to leave. I say no.I’m sobbing silent tears.The nurse with the tired eyes says, “give her a minute,” and blocks
(Maya)Days fold into each other. I can’t tell one from the next.I can’t control my mood swings. Sometimes I’m sobbing, other times I’m trying to smash the wall open with my bare hands.My brain is all over the place. No one will listen to me. No one believes me.I’m psychotic, they say. I had a mental breakdown. I tried to kill myself and my child.No one visits except Jade. The devil.She asks the nurses for privacy, says it keeps me calmer.“Cole wanted us to move in,” she says, breezy, like she’s telling me about a new paint color. “For Owen. For the kids. It makes everything easier, you know? It felt right.”In my head the last night with Cole repeats… the way he made me say I’d never leave, the way he’d made me prove it.“I want to see Cole.” If I can just see him, maybe he’ll listen. Maybe he’ll believe me about Jade.Jade’s laugh is small and bright. “See him? He doesn’t want anything to do with you.”She shows me a photo on her cell phone.It’s Lucy and Owen. Owen looks so s
(Maya)I have the coffee tray balanced and I’m about to turn the handle and go in.“Cole. Marrying her wasn’t a mistake. You needed a child and you needed to keep that child close.” Jade’s voice comes through the door loud and clear.“No. I should never have married Maya,” he says. Calm. Businesslike. “I just needed someone stupid enough to get pregnant and think I loved them.”“It isn’t your fault. She was more than willing. Just what we needed. You don’t have to feel guilty for her stupidity, Cole.”I stand in the hallway with a tray of coffee going cold in my shaking hands and I don’t breathe.My stomach heaves and I want to vomit. What? What are they saying? What am I hearing?“I could’ve just gotten a surrogate. If you hadn’t slipped me something, I would’ve been thinking straighter that night. I would not have been getting married.”“I needed to make sure you didn’t overthink it and change your mind.”“It’s a disaster, this marriage. A surrogate would have been more straightforw
(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 shar