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
My phone buzzes against the dresser as I’m fastening the small clasp on my bracelet.“Are you at the hospital yet?” Mom’s voice is bright, brimming with that warm excitement that always gives her away.“Not yet,” I say, slipping my bag over my shoulder. “I’m just getting ready to leave.”I can almos
Pregnant.That damn word keeps replaying in my head like a bad orchestra at the start of a horror film.Why? Why now?I thought I was finally done with Noah. That I’d never have to deal with or see him. That what happened a month ago was a one-time mistake I’d never have to face again. So, what the
Brook squeezes my hand once before letting go, her expression softening. “You should deal with this, Noah. Don’t let it drag out. The longer it hangs over you, the more power she has… and someone like her? You have to crush them before they become too powerful.”Her words sink deep, leaving cracks i
The questions won’t stop. They keep buzzing in my head one after the other as I prepare to leave the hospital.Should I keep the baby? Should I get rid of it?No one would know, yes, but I would. And the guilt? The guilt of ending a life that’s half me would eat me alive. This isn’t just about Noah.







