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159. Beneath The Surface
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2025-09-28 03:40:17
Anotida MandemwaI did not realise how much I had missed these two... Had we been away that long? We should never leave.
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Condemned Wife's Compliance 166. Juvenile Mistakes
For a moment, he felt numb. Pregnant. She said she was pregnant. Rafael stared at Belinda as the words sank in. A part of him wanted to ask that hurtful question — with whose baby? But he knew. He was going to be a father. How in the world of wonders had he got himself into this situation?He had got Belinda Payers pregnant. He blinked, hoping it was a dream. But it was not. She was still standing there, looking at him expectantly. Oh God. She was pregnant.This was not how he had ever thought he would find out he was going to be a father. At a point in his life, when he had thought of the mother of his future children, he had always seen Adrea’s likeness. But the hazel eyes and brown hair did not resemble Adrea’s fair skin. What had he done?How had he not expected to get here? There had been times when they had disregarded all forms of protection. He would like to think that he had believed she was on the pill, but if he was honest, the thought had never crossed his mind. It was a w
Condemned Wife's Compliance 165. Tiny As A Seed
Belinda adjusted the strap of her handbag on her shoulder as she stepped out of the obstetrician’s office, a smile tugging faintly at her lips. The corridor smelled faintly of antiseptic and hand sanitiser—comforting in its familiarity. She’d worked in this hospital for a couple of weeks, walked these same hallways hundreds of times, but today she felt different. Lighter. She clutched the small envelope of ultrasound printouts close to her chest before slipping them carefully into her purse, as though the very act of protecting those little black-and-white images might somehow protect the tiny heartbeat she’d just seen flickering on the screen.The baby was healthy. Tiny as a seed, but healthy.Her hand lingered over the purse’s clasp for a moment before she shut it, pressing her lips together to stop the tremor that threatened to form there. The doctor’s words still echoed softly in her head—low risk, good heartbeat, steady growth. It should have been all she needed to smile without
Condemned Wife's Compliance 164. Step On Some Toes
Adrea sat there and she could not say she was shocked that William Smith had tried to woo Sofia. What surprised her more was that he had tried to woo Sofia. Had he known her identity before he approached her? She wondered when he had set his sights on her. Had he seen her with Adrea, or was this pure coincidence? Aris was more upset about one thing: Hunter had not included the fact that the man was making a play for his sister. That was the most important part of the report and he had left it out. Instead, he had gone and upset his sister. “Infuriated” was too small a word to cover how he felt. He would have a word with Hunter, but right now… right now his sister needed him.She looked rather uncomfortable now that the hysterics were over. She could not look anyone in the eye.“Don’t worry, Sofia,” Aris tried to soothe her, “that bastard will get what’s coming to him.”Sofia nodded, knowing her brother kept his word, but the shadows of worry in her eyes did not disappear.She looked o
Condemned Wife's Compliance 163. He’s engaged
Sofia waited until she was back in her hotel room before she opened the folder. Hunter’s words had followed her all the way through dinner, even as she returned to the table and plastered on a smile while Aris and Adrea carried on their easy banter. She had barely touched her food.When the meal was done and they had gone their separate ways—Adrea heading back to the yacht with Aris, Sofia claiming she was tired—she finally shut herself away. She locked the door, tossed her bag on the bed, and sat down at the desk with the folder in front of her.Her fingers hesitated on the clasp. Hunter wasn’t a man who dabbled in dramatics. If he had said she was being careless, then she had been. If he had given her something to look at alone, it meant he believed it mattered.She flicked the folder open.A photograph stared back at her from the top of the file. Her breath caught.It was William.William, with his easy smile, his dark hair a little too long, his suit pressed and neat. The image wa
Condemned Wife's Compliance 162. Simp
Adrea had chosen to explore the city, a decision that had not surprised Aris. After the weight of the morning, it made sense that she would want to feel grounded somewhere outside of a hotel suite or a courtroom window on her laptop. Sofia had tagged along, partly because she was curious and partly because her brother had strong armed her into coming along. They ended up in a little diner tucked between a flower shop and a bookstore, the kind of place with chequered tablecloths, plants in mismatched pots, and a chalkboard menu smudged with fingerprints.Adrea and Aris had gone up to order, leaving Sofia to scout out a table. She chose one in the corner, near the window. Sunlight filtered through the glass, casting squares of warmth onto the wooden floor. It was cosy, lived-in, the kind of diner where the regulars were greeted by name and the staff wore smiles even when they were busy.Sofia sat down, pulling her phone from her bag more out of habit than interest. She scrolled without
Condemned Wife's Compliance 161. Nothing To Cling To
She had been trying not to think about it but it was now upon her. Today was when she was supposed to have her divorce hearing. She had decided to go to a hotel and use the internet there as it was more stable than that on the yacht. It was also quieter compared, and privacy mattered here. This was the dissolution of something her father had put together for her. It was the end of something she had cherished. It was the end of a marriage. It deserved gravity, even if she had given up on it and wanted it done quickly.Adrea leaned her head against the window, watching the morning traffic snake along the coastal road. The sea glimmered on their left, sunlight bouncing off the water like shattered glass. She should have been thinking about the case, about the words she would have to say to the judge, but her mind drifted elsewhere, to all the what-ifs she’d trained herself not to touch.Aris’s fingers drummed lightly against the steering wheel. Not impatiently, just rhythmically, like he
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