~JESSICA~Something felt… off.I didn’t know what it was exactly. Just a strange flutter in my chest, like the air around me had thickened. The day had started normal—grocery run, Leo helping with the bags, a nap in the afternoon. But now, as the sun dipped lower in the sky, the world felt too quiet.Too still.Like the moment right before a lightning strike.I was in the kitchen, wiping down the counter, when I felt the hairs on my arms rise. Not from cold—but from some invisible shift in the air.Then…A knock.Three sharp raps against the front door.I paused.Leo looked up from the couch, his posture stiffening.“You expecting someone?” I asked, walking toward the window.“No.” His voice was firm. Alert.I peeked through the curtain.Couldn’t see anyone from this angle.Leo stood and walked to the door, adjusting the sleeves of his flannel shirt like he was preparing for something. He opened it a crack and peered outside….Then froze.His entire body loc
~DANIEL~I booked the flight within the hour.No hesitation.I was returning back to America.I called off my meetings for the next week. Told my assistant I had a personal emergency. Told the board chair I needed immediate leave. They knew better than to question me.I packed one bag.Passport. Credit cards. Leather gloves. Three shirts. Two suits. And the photo of Jessica from the clinic, folded and tucked into the inner lining of my coat.I wasn’t sure what I was going to say when I saw her.I wasn’t even sure if she’d let me past the door.But I knew one thing.I wasn’t going to keep waiting for her silence to give me closure.I needed to see her.Hear her voice.Even if she screamed at me.Even if she told me to leave.Even if she pretended not to care.Because I had to know.Had to look her in the eyes and ask her the question that had been clawing at my insides since the day she left:Why did you shut me out?****The plane lifted off after midnight.As
~DANIEL~ I asked Vincent to make a secret research on Jessica.I needed to know the truth.So I could finally let go.Or… fight for her properly.Whichever came first.An hour later, Vincent sent me a message.No report. No summary.Just four words:“You were right. Something’s off.”My stomach tightened.I didn’t reply.Didn’t need to.Because I knew.This wasn’t just heartbreak.This wasn’t just distance.Jessica was hiding something.And whatever it was?It was big enough to keep her oceans away from me.Big enough to make her throw everything we had into the fire.Big enough to scare her.And if it scared her—it terrified me.****The message came at 2:17 p.m. sharp.I was halfway through a board meeting, trying to focus on projected earnings and quarterly mergers, when my phone buzzed in my pocket.I ignored it.Then it buzzed again.Two quick vibrations.Vincent’s code for; you need to see this now.I excused myself from the boardroom without a wo
~DANIEL~Jessica didn't reply my texts, and I concluded that I was done.I was done chasing ghosts.I was done chasing her.From this moment forward, I wasn’t going to look back.She was gone.And this time…I was letting her go.But letting her go was easier said than done.Three days passed.Three quiet, soul-sucking days filled with nothing but silence and the echo of her name in my skull.I buried myself in work. Buried myself in numbers, meetings, travel plans—anything that could make me forget the gnawing emptiness in my chest.Then it's finally one week.One week since I sent those texts and got nothing.Not a word.Not a punctuation mark.Nothing.I sat alone in my London flat, the rain slicing down the windowpanes like sharp whispers. Even the damn weather seemed to mock me. I used to love the sound of rain.Now it just sounded like her silence.I just want to speak to you, Jess. I know now.Those words still sat in my message thread.Unread.Unan
~JESSICA~My phone buzzed behind me. A message lit up the screen.Unknown Number: Jess… It's Daniel. How are you? And how have you been??I froze, heart pounding in my chest.Daniel just texted??Unbelievable!!Did the news reach his ear already that I'm pregnant??I picked up my phone and stared at the name hard and long to be sure I wasn't making a mistake.It's really Daniel.Damn!!I wasn't ready to let him into my life again.What do I do now??Another text from him entered my phone.Daniel: I just want to speak to you, Jess. I know now.He just confirmed my suspicions.Know what?? Obviously the fact that I'm pregnant.I stared at the text for a long time.Then I locked my phone.Deleted the message. Tossed it face down on the bed.He had his chance. And he blew it.I carried on with my daily activities, forcing myself not to think of Daniel and his texts.****Later that afternoon, Leo stopped by again, this time with a grocery bag full of fresh fruit and
~DANIEL~It's been months since Reid have been working on Jessica's accident case. I had almost forgotten about it and almost given up…Then finally, at 2:42 a.m., my phone lit up.Blocked number. Reid. Typical Reid's style.I snatched it up before it could ring again. “Talk.”“I found the driver you've been looking for,” he said bluntly.My pulse kicked up. “Who is he?”“Name’s Darren Cole. Mid-thirties. No priors, but he’s known in certain circles. Used to be muscle for a strip of nightclubs in the city. He's a subordinate to, you guessed it… Crystal Rodriguez.”My heart dropped into my stomach.“Tell me she didn’t.”Reid’s voice was cold. “She did. I followed the money—Darren got wired a large sum two days before the crash. Not from Crystal directly, but through one of her shell companies. He was under instructions to hit the car. Fast, hard, no questions. Didn’t even know Jessica was the target until after.”“She hired her minor to crash into my wife?” My