Masukš¤ Alexandra š¤Fuck you, Alexandra. How dare you get your panties soaked just from his forehead on yours?I stood in front of the mirror in the hospitalās ladiesā room, both palms braced against the cold porcelain sink, and glared at my own reflection like it had personally betrayed me. Which, in a sense, it had.How dare you get like that just because his forehead was on yours. I pointed at myself in the mirror, fully aware I had lost whatever was left of my dignity the second I started lecturing my own reflection out loud. What the heck, woman.I could control my heart. Life had taught me exactly how to lock that particular door and walk away from it. I could control my brain. God knows Iād spent half a decade proving that, building a whole new empire back up from nothing while raising four children mostly alone, no breakdowns, no slipping. But my body, specifically my pussy apparently, had never gotten the memo that Jacob Grey was supposed to be a closed case.It was like I tur
š¤Jacob š¤āEverything about Amaraās financial records was traced back to Stella,ā I said. āWhich is impossible because Stella is sitting in your custody.āShe turned, and I watched the last soft edges of the woman whoād just held our children disappear behind something colder, something I recognized instantly even after five years, because I used to be the only person alive who got to see this version of her up close.āThen I need to torture the truth out of Amara,ā she said. āEnough mind games. I want her alone, I want her scared, and I want her talking inside the hour.āThe old Lex. No performance in it, no hesitation, just pure clean intention with all the softness stripped out of her voice like sheād peeled it off on purpose.God help me.āIs it weird,ā I said, before I could stop myself, āthat I like this version of you better?āShe went still. Just for a second. Long enough that I knew the question had actually landed somewhere instead of bouncing off her.āExcuse me?āāYou hea
š¤ Jacob š¤Lex had barely finished saying help me find out who turned your mistake into a weapon before my phone started buzzing in my pocket, and some old instinct in me the one that had kept me alive for five years of running went cold before I even looked at the screen.Jack.I stepped a few feet further down the corridor before I answered, some reflex of keeping the worst of my life at armās length from Lex still firing even now, even after everything.āTalk to me,ā I said.āBoss, you need to sit down for this.ā Jackās voice had none of its usual flatness. That alone told me everything I needed to know about how bad it was about to get. āI pulled Amaraās financials like you asked. Followed the money backward.āāAnd?āāSheās been getting paid two ways. One small transfer, monthly, from an account Iām ninety percent sure traces back to you the videos, the arrangement, whatever you had going. That partās clean. That part makes sense.āāAnd the other way?āāThe other way is bigger. A
š¤ Alexandra š¤āThank you,ā Jacob muttered, the second we got outside the ward.He pulled me into his arms before I had time to decide whether I wanted to let him.āThank you for keeping me alive in their little minds,ā he murmured against my ear, his hold tightening like he was afraid I might disappear if he loosened it even slightly. āThank you for showing them what I look like.āI let myself stay there for exactly three seconds longer than I should have. Three seconds of his heartbeat against my ear, three seconds of a smell I hadnāt let myself remember in years, three seconds where the only thing that existed was the relief of two children breathing on their own and a man who hadnāt disappeared completely, no matter how hard heād tried.Then I pulled myself out of his arms, because three seconds was already three seconds too many.āYou donāt need to thank me,ā I said, stepping back, putting air between us where his arms had just been. āThey exist because of your obsession with me
š¤ Alexandra š¤I had braced myself for a lot of things when Caleb dropped my other two babies this morning. I had not braced myself for this.I stood by the window with my arms crossed, not because I was cold, but because I needed somewhere to put my hands that wasnāt reaching for something I hadnāt decided yet whether I was allowed to want, and I watched Jacob fold to his knees on a hospital floor with two of our children wrapped around him like heād never left.Daddyās back from the trip.I had built that lie so carefully, so many years ago, the first time Freddy asked where his father was and I couldnāt make myself say the truth out loud to a two-year-old. Working very far away. Iād told myself it was a kindness. Tonight, watching it land exactly the way Iād designed it to land watching my son cling to Jacobās leg like gravity itself had finally been corrected I understood for the first time that it hadnāt only been a kindness to them.It had been a door I left open for myself,
š¤ Jacob š¤When I walked through that door, five sets of eyes turned toward me at once, and for one full second nobody in that room moved at all.Lexās face I could read instantly careful, watching, waiting to see what Iād do before she decided what she would. But it was the four small faces that undid me, because they all wore the exact same expression for the exact same heartbeat: confusion. The polite, searching confusion of children trying to place a face they almost recognized but couldnāt yet.And then one of them the little girl closest to the foot of the bed, the one with my eyes, my exact eyes, set in a face that was unmistakably half her motherās broke first.āDaddy?āThe word came out small and unsure, more question than statement, like she was testing whether the word even belonged in this room. And God help me, I lost my breath completely. Five years. Five years and I still recognized myself looking back at me out of a five-year-oldās face, and she knew me. She knew me.
š¤ Jacob š¤Stepping back into this city was not something I had planned to do today.Not today, not this week, not anytime in the near future if I was being completely honest with myself, because New York had a specific kind of energy that I had spent five years deliberately putting distance betwe
š¤Alexander š¤I looked at him for a moment.And then I said the only honest thing I had.āNone of this makes sense,ā I responded instead.Because it didnāt.It genuinely, completely did not make sense, and I needed someone else to sit inside that fact with me for a second before I could start buil
š¤ Alexandra š¤Can the fucking pilot move this jet any faster?I stared at the back of the seat in front of me with my arms crossed and my knee bouncing like it had somewhere to be, which honestly, it did, because I needed to be at that hospital and every second this aircraft spent casually floati
š¤ Jacob š¤ I stood outside her hotel room door for almost a full minute after she slammed it in my face. The sting on my cheek wasnāt even what bothered me. Honestly? I deserved the slap. Maybe not for kissing her. But definitely for forgetting who Alexandra Fisher Hale was. Five years had pass







