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CATHY The hotel room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the cream walls as I stood by the window, staring out at the glowing city skyline. I heard the door click behind me. Asher entered, his face unreadable, his energy tense.“Did you invite her?” I asked without turning.He sighed. “Yes, I invited her. It’s up to her to come.”I spun around sharply. “You don’t have to say that. You have to make her come to the launch.”He furrowed his brows. “What’s going on, Cassie? Our target is Luther, right? Not Joanna.”I crossed the room, closing the distance between us in two calm steps. “Yes, our target is Luther. He’s the one who ruined both of us. He’s the reason you lost your company and your so-called perfect wife. And I… I gave up everything because of him. We’re in this together.”Asher’s jaw tensed. “I know. That’s why I’m helping. But Joanna—she was my childhood friend. She was my wife. She made her choices, sure, but she doesn’t deserve to be dragged down in this. I’m not doing
JOANNA The ride home felt longer than it should’ve. Maybe it was the weight of Asher’s words sitting heavily on my chest or maybe it was just everything.The minute I stepped inside, I dropped my purse by the door and leaned against the wall. My fingers curled around the business card in my pocket. I pulled it out again, read the bold letters, Asher Clifford– Founder/CEO, and let out a long breath.I walked into the living room, placed a hand on my belly, and sat down. Two months in, the baby bump was beginning to form—a small curve that meant the world to me. This was supposed to be my safest season. My softest chapter. The one I had been praying for since the day I found out I might never get to be a mother.So why now?Why did Asher show up now?Why bring up Cassie of all people?My mind swirled with questions I couldn’t answer, and just then, I heard the front door open. I heard his voice.“Baby, I’m home.”I looked up to see Luther walking in, arms outstretched, that same warm s
qJOANNA. “And I repeat,” I said slowly, firmly, “the pregnancy is none of your business.”Asher's eyes narrowed, frustration flickering behind his calm facade. “At least I deserve to know, Joanna. You told me you couldn’t have babies. So how exactly did you get pregnant?”I exhaled sharply, my heartbeat rising. “Why are you so obsessed with this? What does it change?”“I’m not obsessed,” he said. “I just— I need to understand.”I could feel the pressure mounting. He kept pushing, staring at my stomach like it betrayed him.“It was an IVF,” I snapped. “Are you okay now? Is your curiosity satisfied?”His expression shifted. “Oh… I’m… sorry about that.”I didn’t respond. I just crossed my arms and looked away.He cleared his throat awkwardly. “So… are you back in New York for good?”I glanced at him briefly. “Obviously.”He chuckled softly, like he was trying to play it casual. “I’m not fully back. Just here for the meantime. Seeing my parents.”I nodded, not saying anything.Silence hu
JOANNA It had been two months since the IVF.The bump was small, but it was there. A little swell beneath my dress that made everything feel real.I stood in front of a baby rack at a quiet boutique tucked in one corner of New York, running my fingers across tiny pink onesies. We'd just come back from the hospital two days ago after the ultrasound, and when the doctor smiled and said “It’s a girl,” I nearly burst into tears. I had wanted a girl. Always.I picked up a soft, knitted hat and giggled to myself. “She’s going to be spoiled.”Luther had left for the office that morning, but he insisted I didn’t overthink anything or lift anything too heavy. Still, I couldn’t resist doing a little shopping while I had the energy.I reached out for a pair of tiny booties when I heard it."Joanna?"I froze.My hand lingered mid-air. The voice was deep, familiar, and it sent a shiver down my spine. Slowly, I turned around.And there he was.“Asher?” I whispered.His hair was shorter. He had a t
JOANNA. The gentle hum of the AC buzzed in the background as I sank into the couch, my hand resting instinctively on my belly. The doctor’s words still rang sweetly my ears:“Congratulations, Joanna. You’re officially pregnant. The procedure was a success.”It didn’t matter that the egg wasn’t mine biologically. What mattered was that the life growing inside me now felt like a second chance—a fragile, beautiful promise.I.had asked all the right questions. The doctor had advised me to eat well, stay hydrated, avoid stress, and get as much rest as possible. “Eat fruits, anything nourishing… and try to stay off your feet too long,” he’d said.But today? Today myfeet would not stay still.I wanted to do something special for Luther. He had been my anchor, my safe space. After everything—the fear, the separation, the reunion, and now this, we were still standing. Together.He deserves a good meal.He deserves a celebration.With a small smile, I made her way to the kitchen. I slipped
CATHY As the door to Luther’s office clicked shut behind her, I clenched my fists, my heels echoing sharply down the corridor.Who the hell does he think he is?I kept the smile on her face, just in case anyone was watching, but inside, my thoughts were on fire.Calm, Cassie. You’re not Cathy. You’re Cassie. And Cassie never loses. I told myself. I hate him, I hate Joanna. Let him just wait till I carry out my perfect plans. I walked down the hallway like nothing had happened, but in my mind, replayed the memory of who she used to be—the woman tossed aside, humiliated, erased like i was nothing. The woman Luther and Joanna made a fool of. Spoilt everything I have. I had always struggled from childhood while these idiots got whatever they wanted..But now? With the little money I had left after the scandal, I transformed. A new look. A new voice. A new identity. Cathy. And I had gotten myself into Luther's orbit for one reason:Revenge.Luther's cold dismissal only confirmed it—Plan