ANMELDEN**Leylie’s POV**I stood there with my arms crossed tight, back against the wall, staring her down. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my teeth, but I kept my face stone-cold.“Mrs. Doyle,” I said again, slow and clear.Melissa—because that’s who she really was—tried to laugh. It came out dry and broken, cracking right in the middle. “Mrs. Doyle? Are you going insane?” She tried to pull that fragile, wide-eyed victim look again, shoulders slumping, but her hands were shaking, and her face had gone sheet-white.Checkmate, bitch!I didn’t smile. I just stared at her, showing her that I knew every single thing, and she could not deny it again. "Don’t play dumb with me," I said to her, my voice calm. I didn't move an inch from the wall. “I heard every word of your phone call. Every single word. I heard your little 'status report' to Finnian. I know exactly who you are now.”Her eyes flew wide open until I could see the whites all around the green. She realized in that seco
**Leylie’s POV**I was still in the dressing room, shoving clothes onto hangers, when my phone started buzzing on the bed. I didn’t even need to look at the screen. I already knew who it would be.I walked over, picked it up, and answered with a smooth little smile in my voice. “Hello, sir.”There was a beat of silence on the other end. Then Hayes let out a low, rough breath. “Sir? After what happened this morning, you’re really going to call me sir?”I sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned back on one hand, letting a grin spread across my face. “What? I’m just being a respectful employee.”“Leylie,” he growled, but I could hear the heat under the frustration. “Don’t play innocent. You know exactly what you did.”I bit my lip, loving the way his voice dropped. “I’m sorry, Mr. Doyle. Did I do something wrong? I was only trying to greet my boss properly.”He exhaled sharply, almost a laugh but not quite. I could picture him sitting in his office, dragging a hand down his face, tie
**Leylie’s POV**The early morning air stung my cheeks, but I didn’t care. I hadn’t slept more than thirty minutes all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Finnian’s red Rolls-Royce and Ellie sliding into the passenger seat like she belonged there.I wasn’t going to let them destroy Hayes. Not without a fight.I walked straight up to the front door and pressed the bell; the loud sound cut through the quiet morning.The door opened fast.Ellie stood there in a pale blue silk robe, her red hair messy like she’d just climbed out of bed. Her eyes widened the second she saw me.What, is she the butler now?“Hi, Ellie,” I said, letting a wide smile curve my lips. The kind of smile that promised trouble.She gripped the doorframe. “Wh—what are you doing here?”I tilted my head, pretending to be confused. “I work here. Remember?”“But… you left. With your suitcase. Two days ago. We thought—”“So what?” I cut her off and stepped forward, forcing her to back up or get knocked over. “I’m ba
**Leylie’s POV**The lights in the supermarket made my head throb as I walked down one aisle after another, grabbing whatever caught my eye just to keep my hands busy. Extra pasta. Three boxes of tea I probably wouldn’t open. A loaf of bread that would harden on the counter before I remembered it was there. None of it really mattered. I only wanted to do something normal, something that said my life wasn’t fallen apart.I knew I was only deceiving myself.I paid without really seeing the cashier’s face and stepped outside with the plastic bags cutting into my palms. I lifted my arm for a taxi, already imagining the silence in my new apartment, the way I would crawl under the covers and just drift into a peaceful sleep.The driver glanced back when I slid into the seat. “Where to, miss?”I gave him the address and let my forehead rest against the cool window. We hadn’t even gone one full block when my eyes caught movement on the opposite side of the street.A woman in a wide sun hat a
**Hayes’ POV**The pediatrician’s office smelled like cherry cough syrup mixed with that cleaner they use in the hospitals. The walls were covered in posters of smiling animals and superheroes, but none of it helped the knot twisting tighter in my stomach. I sat on cushioned wooden chair, my right knee bouncing up and down without me telling it to. I couldn’t stop it. Every few seconds I caught myself doing it and forced my foot flat on the floor, only for the bouncing to start again a moment later.Ava perched on the exam table, her little legs swinging slowly back and forth. The sparkly pink sneakers I’d bought her last month caught the light every time they moved. She kept her head down, staring at those shoes, her fingers twisting and twisting the bottom of her yellow dress until the fabric bunched up in her fists. Since that single word she’d screamed in the hallway, she hadn’t made another sound. Dr. Aris sat on her rolling stool, gray hair pulled back neatly, watching both of
**Hayes’ POV**I sat on the leather sofa in the living room, my head resting on the headrest, eyes closed as Ellie’s voice cut through the silence.“You look worried.”She had come downstairs without me noticing. She walked around the couch and sat beside me, her shoulder brushing mine. She leaned in, those green eyes searching my face with a look that made my throat tighten. “Is it because of Leylie?”I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My mind was still stuck on the way Leylie had looked at me when she walked out earlier, the hurt, the anger, the way her voice had cracked when she said she needed space.Before I could find the words to answer her, the front door opened, and Matthew stepped inside, his phone in his hand and a joke already forming on his lips.The joke died the second he saw her.Matt froze in the doorway, his phone slipped from his fingers and fell on the marble floor, but he didn’t even look down. His face went pale. His jaw dropped so far I thought it might hit his chest.
**Finnian’s POV**The buzzing of my phone on the nightstand drilled into my skull. I groaned and rolled over, glaring at the screen. If this was Leylie calling to beg again, I was going to lose it completely.I checked the time; it wasn’t even seven in the morning. I hadn't slept well, mostly becau
**Hayes’ POV**The knocking didn't stop. It was persistent, and it sounded like it was coming from someone who felt they had every right to be at my door. I looked at Leylie; her brows raised, her blue eyes wide open. "Go to the dressing room," I commanded, pointing to the closet door, keeping my v
**Leylie’s POV**“Save her?” I whispered, my eyes bouncing between the emergency injection pen and the unconscious form of Hayes Doyle sprawled across the bed. “How? What the hell do I even do with the pen? Oh my God, this can't be happening to me right now.”I reached over and nudged his shoulder,
**Leylie’s POV**The rain didn’t let up; each drop felt like a needle against my bare skin as I walked away from the only life I had known for four years. My bare feet slapped against the cold, rough pavement, each step sending sharp pain up my legs. I kept my arms wrapped around myself, trying to







