Masuk“Why wouldn’t they want you back?” Lilly scoffs, waving a dismissive hand. “They’d be idiots to let your talent go and besides, with that million-dollar compensation, you’re set for a while. You don’t have to rush back to work.”“You’re right.” I smile faintly. “Especially now with the baby so close
SIERRA.I run my fingers gently through Nolan’s soft hair as he sleeps across my lap. He’s completely knocked out after Aunt Ava gave him some medicine for a stomach ache.He refused to sleep anywhere else and insisted he’d be most comfortable on my lap even after I told him my bump would get in the
The pain is consuming watching her now while knowing I’m the reason she once looked hollow… it’s unbearable.“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath, gripping the glass so tightly it digs into my palm.I used to think it was her loss... That hurting me and losing me was her punishment... And I clung to tha
When I pulled back, I scanned the bleachers smug and proud and that’s when I saw Sierra sitting there, frozen.Lilly’s hand wrapped tightly around hers as tears slid down her cheeks silently as she watched me celebrate with someone else.I remember that look. The look of someone who had been broken,
NOAH.I stand at the far end of the backyard, a glass hanging loosely from my fingers as my eyes lock onto Sierra.The garden is strung with warm lights, laughter floating through the air as family and close friends mingle.This is a little celebration her mother arranged to celebrate Sierra winning
Jocelyn’s attorney stands. “Objection. There is no proof that this dinner had anything to do with proprietary information.”Kerry turns slightly toward him. “You’re correct, counsel. A dinner alone proves nothing.”She clicks again and the screen changes.“Which is why we obtained the corresponding
Nova stops bouncing, her bright smile fading into a worried frown as her gaze falls on Sierra’s bandaged hand. “What happened to your hand, Auntie Sierra?” she asks, voice small and full of concern.Sierra’s kneels down so she’s eye level with them and gives Nova a reassuring smile. “Oh, sweetheart,
“You want motive?” I say, my voice trembling with restrained fury. “How about wanting the baby gone? She told me to get rid of my baby, Noah. She threatened me. Said if I didn’t, I’d regret it. Isn’t that motive enough?”My voice cracks, but I press on, the words spilling before I can stop them. “If
The sun filters through the hospital blinds, painting pale stripes across my blanket. I’ve been awake for hours, waiting for the doctor to finish the final round of checks so I can finally go home. It’s been two days and it’s finally discharge day. The bed tray in front of me is covered in “get we
Noah.I’m standing in the underground parking, running my hands through my hair for what feels like the hundredth time. The air is cold down here, but it’s nothing compared to the storm inside my chest.Her words keep replaying in my head relentlessly. They're like daggers, piercing my heart over an







