ログイン“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
Everything inside me freezes at his words. They echo in my head like a broken record, over and over again, each repetition more suffocating than the last.This is impossible. Maybe they’re wrong. How could someone want me dead? Who would want me dead?I stare at them, unable to form a single word. M
SIERRAThe first thing I feel is weight. My body feels heavy, like I’ve been buried under layers of fog. My throat is dry, my lips cracked, and the faint beeping somewhere nearby is the only sound cutting through the haze.I try to open my eyes, but it’s like they’re glued shut. The light is sharp w
The silence on the phone stretches. I’m not sure what to tell him. “When and how?” Noah growls out the words. “They showed up a couple of minutes ago; as for the how, I’m not really sure about the details,” I answer, wringing my hands. I can hear the twins in the living room playing with Blackie
He steps closer, not backing down. “Then tell me this: why didn’t you leave once you dropped them off? Why are you still here?”“I stayed for Lilly and for Mom,” I say, gripping onto the words like a lifeline. “I know this is hard for them.”I want to believe that. I need to believe that. It’s the o







