LOGINMy heart doesn't just drop.It crashes.Ashley.Of course it's her.One of his sister's little friends. Leather pants, a halter top that shows just how desperate she is, and the kind of smug smile that makes me want to rip out her hair strand by strand.Heat climbs up my neck.Rage. Embarrassment. S
"Final boarding call for Flight 238..."I finish the last sip of my mimosa, sling my Gucci diaper bag over one shoulder, smooth the fabric of my dress with a flick of my wrist, and reach for Cameron with the kind of ease that only comes from knowing no one else is going to carry the weight for you.
Christine(August 2025 — 9 months after I left)"I have to ask," Evelina says, her voice soft but unwavering as she shifts Cameron in her arms, rocking him like she's done it a million times. "Are you sure about this? Going back to him?"I lift my mimosa and take a measured sip, letting the citrus b
"You wouldn't love me if I wasn't.""I assure you I would."Carol turns back to me, her voice softening. "Honey, anytime you need help with the babies, you call us. Day or night. Nothing's more important than family."Relief settles heavy in my chest, dragging the rest of me down with it."Thank you
As I ruffle Niko's hair while he sits beside me, a soft knock echoes through the room, followed by the quiet creak of the door swinging open."Mind if we come in?" Carol's voice floats gently through the doorway.Niko lifts his head, quickly wiping away the evidence that he'd been crying."Hey, Mom.
AlyssaAt the hospital, the nurses whisk my babies away for the routine tests that should've been done as soon as they were born.Still, my chest tightens when they're rolled out of the room.I know it's standard. Necessary—especially considering the way they made their grand entrance on the floor o
He shuts the fuck up, his eyes dropping as he swallows hard. Didn't realize I was taking audience suggestions. I turn my focus back to her—because right now, nothing else matters. Just her. Just us. Getting through this one brutal thrust at a time. "You're fuckin' soaked, sweetheart," I murmur
NikolaiWe're not fucking okay.Even with Dr. Summers confirming Alyssa is stable and the twins are still with us, it doesn't feel like we're out of the woods.Not even close.Because the threat hasn't passed—it's just...on pause.She could be on strict bed rest for weeks. Maybe months.No lifting.
On King's phone, the red dot stops moving.Up ahead, brake lights flicker through the dark.An iron gate slams shut just as the last car slips inside. Sealing my sweet girl in with them. King kills the headlights, melting the Charger into the dark.The rest of our convoy follows—quiet. Synchronize
I move to the next letters. He tries to hold it in. Still pretending he has pride to protect.But by the time I finish the Y, the scream tears loose. I smile.That cold, dead smile that never reaches my eyes.War laughs beside me. "How's it feel to fuck around and find out?" he drawls. "Your son s







