เข้าสู่ระบบSince I can’t drink alcohol, I decided we can do some mocktails. I tried a few recipes from You-Tube and they turned out great, so I want to make some for Lilly.I grab a cart and make my way inside, already mentally listing what I need.I’m just about to get in when I glance toward the café adjacen
My phone buzzes as I step out of the car. I put it against my ear, balancing it between my shoulder and cheek and answer it while I grab my bag.“Please don’t tell me you’re late,” Adrian says, his voice warm and amused.We’d talked yesterday, and I’d told him I’d be getting my cast off today. He sa
NOAH.The house is quiet after Adrian and Gunner leave.Their laughter still echoes faintly in the walls, like an afterimage, but it fades quickly, leaving something heavy in its place.I stand there for a moment longer than necessary, glass still in my hand, staring at nothing as Adrian’s voice loo
“Don’t fucking finish that sentence,” Noah warns.“—but it’s about her,” Gunner finishes unapologetically. “And that’s a fact.”“Facts my ass.”“Look,” I say calmly. “You might not want to with your feelings, but until you do, you’ll just keep spiraling.”Noah glares at us, then exhales slowly. “All
“Are you sure you’re five?” Gunner teases.She laughs, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Of course I am.”She’s about to continue when footsteps interrupt her.“It’s time for bed, Nova.”Noah steps into the room, Nolan at his side, wearing the same serious expression he always does.“Can’t we stay a l
AdrianBoys’ night is a lie.It’s never about the games, never about the drinks, and definitely never about “just catching up.” It’s about sitting in a room with other men who know too much about you and waiting to see who cracks first.Tonight, it’s at Noah’s place.“Uncle Adrian!”Nova’s small bod
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







