LOGIN“Not yet,” Adrian replies. “She’s got a lot going on right now, but once things settle, I’ll tell her… I’m not about to let her slip through my fingers.”His words land heavier than they should. It’s just a simple confession, but it hits me like a two-edged blade, slicing somewhere in my heart.I do
NOAH.I’m sitting across from Adrian and Gunner, my mind still reeling from the hard truth they just hit me with.I can’t deny it. Back then, I would’ve shut down anyone who dared to speak against Chloe. I would’ve defended her without question. But now, after reading that entry, after the illusion
He studies me, waiting for the rest.“I kept my mouth shut because you were happy,” I continue. “And it wasn’t my place to blow up your marriage just because I thought she was two-faced.”His jaw tightens and silence settles over the table, but for once, Noah actually listens instead of snapping bac
ADRIAN.I walk into the private whiskey lounge after dropping Sierra at home, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t still riding that high, especially when I remember her beautiful smile.This has been our favorite place for years. Inside, warm amber light washes over dark mahogany walls and deep leat
“Inhale through your nose,” she continues. “Slowly. Deeply. Let your ribs expand.”I breathe in.“For four… three… two… one. Hold. And release.”The room fills with the sound of synchronized exhaling and honestly, it’s strangely powerful.We move through gentle stretches, supported child’s pose with
Then I see it. A low, cream-colored building tucked into the greenery. Large windows. Wooden accents. A stone pathway leading up to double glass doors. There’s a small wooden sign near the entrance with delicate script burned into it.Willow Grove Prenatal Wellness.I blink at it.“Adrian…”He parks
She laughs, and for a few minutes, the sound fills the room, But then, out of nowhere, her tone shifts.“I’m glad you’re here. I love that you are here,” she says quietly. “I miss Mommy, but when you’re around, it’s not so sad.”The words pierce something deep in me. My throat tightens, and I blink
Adrian asked if four o’clock worked, and since I had nothing planned. I agreed.Now I’m standing in front of my mirror, trying to decide if I look like a woman going for casual coffee with a friend, or a woman who is trying too hard not to look like she’s going on an actual coffee date.The twins ar
“What about me?”“Tell me something not stressful or sad.”He laughs, running a hand through his hair. “Well… I like cooking, but I’m terrible at following recipes, so everything either turns out amazing or inedible.”I grin. “That’s adorable.”“I’ll let you try the edible ones someday.”Heat blooms
Sierra. I wake up feeling disoriented, like I’ve been dropped into someone else’s dream. The sheets smell different and it takes a few seconds before memory clicks back into place. I’m in Noah’s house. For a moment, I just lie there, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, my mind wandering back to yes






