LOGINBriella stood by the door for a long moment, frozen. Her fingers hovered over the handle. She hadn’t expected to see today.When she finally opened the door, Hayden stood there. His shirt was half way bottomed and a little rumpled, eyes shadowed from lack of sleep. For a brief second, something flashed across Briella’s face like a hint of guilt but it vanished as quickly as it came.Without a word, she turned and walked back toward the kitchen.Hayden remained by the doorway, his chest tight, watching her move. He wanted to say something but every word that came to mind felt wrong. He followed quietly.When they reached the kitchen, she reached for a chopping board, pretending not to notice his presence.“Can you wait and let’s talk?” he asked finally, his voice low, almost pleading.“I’m cooking,” she murmured, not looking at him. Her throat bobbed slightly as she swallowed the tightness gathering there.“I’ll wait,” he said, pulling out a chair. He wasn’t planning to leave until the
Hayden couldn’t sleep, he’d spent most of the night staring at his phone, the blue glow painting the ceiling as the hours crawled by. Every notification that popped up made his chest tighten, but none of them were her.No reply or missed call. Nothing.By seven, his head throbbed from too much thinking and not enough rest. He ran a tired hand down his face, exhaling heavily before unlocking his phone again.He typed, erased, typed again.Everything sounded wrong. Can we talk?Are you okay?Please don’t shut me out.He deleted them all. It wasn’t like they were together. He had no right to demand an explanation, and yet her silence, sharp and absolute gnawed at him in a way he couldn’t ignore.Finally, he wrote something simple.Hayden: Morning Brie. Can we meet later? Just want to see you.He stared at the message long after sending it, half-expecting it to vanish into the same void as the rest.A knock at the door broke his thoughts.“Room service,” someone called from outside.He m
Her fingers trembled around her phone.She wanted to blink and realize she’d misunderstood what she was seeing, that maybe the woman was a client, a colleague, anyone else. But the easy way Hayden smiled at her, the small familiarity in his gestures said otherwise.Her stomach twisted.She gazed away and took a shaky breath, forcing her feet to move.It was ridiculous to just stand there, waiting for an explanation that wasn’t hers to demand.Her phone buzzed again.Kristen: Don’t tell me you chickened out?Briella swallowed hard, her throat tight. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard before she typed quickly.Briella: Heading home. Something came up.She hit send before her courage could falter.Turning away, she forced her legs to move, each step feeling heavier than it should.By the time she reached the car stand, her chest ached like she’d run miles.Everywhere blurred a little from the sting in her eyes or the sinking in her stomach, she couldn’t tell.She pressed a hand agains
Butterflies moved in her stomach.Briella: You saw me less than twelve hours ago.Hayden: Yeah. And that’s twelve hours too long. Her breath hitched, her eyes lingering on his message. She could almost hear him saying it, that quiet sincerity in his voice that always made her walls melt.She smiled before she could stop herself. Hayden: By the way, are you still thinking about my proposal?Briella sent a funny sticker.Kristen’s voice pulled her back to the kitchen. “Thank God I have a boyfriend, I’d have been intimidated.”“Can you guys just let me be,” Briella muttered, though the corners of her mouth wouldn’t stop lifting.Crystal gave her a knowing look over her mug. “Mm-hmm. Guess I’m the only one left out now.”Rolling her eyes, Briella reached for the coffee pot. “Hayden wants to meet up today, but I can’t leave Elsa.” “Don’t overthink it, Brie. If you want to see him, just go.” Kristen muttered. “You’ve been through enough to deserve a little joy.” She smiled gently. “We’ll
The morning light slipped through the curtains, entering Briella’s eyes. She groaned and buried her head deeper into the pillow. Her whole body still ached from last night’s activities. She could still feel Hayden’s heartbeat, his voice, his kisses, his touch She opened her eyes slowly, For a moment, she just lay there, staring at the ceiling, smiling before she even realized she was. It felt strange and her heart felt lighter, like something heavy had finally been lifted from her chest.A knock came at the door.“Briella.. Brie?” Kristen’s voice came up playfully drawn out. “Are you alive in there?”Briella mumbled into the pillow, “Barely.”Yesterday she was able to dodge them and their questions but she wouldn't for too long now.“I’ll take that as a yes,” Crystal said, her tone teasing. “You better come down before Crystal drinks all the coffee. Oh, and Elsa’s been up since dawn crying.. The nanny couldn't stop her. I couldn't stop her.You might want to check on her before she c
Later that night, Briella laid against Hayden’s chest, her fingers tracing slow circles across his skin. His heartbeat was steady beneath her ear, grounding her in a calm she hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever. The quiet between them wasn’t awkward; it was peaceful but filled with unsaid words .Briella broke the silence. “How did you find Elsa?” she asked softly.Hayden exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as if he were trying to find the right words there. “I’ve been watching… quietly. Making sure you were safe.”Her head lifted slightly, confusion and something deeper flickering in her eyes“She was taken by Rissa,” he continued, his tone low. “Even from prison, she found a way to reach you.”Briella’s body went still. Her breath hitched as the name sank in. “She… she was behind it?”He nodded, his eyes meeting hers. “But she can’t touch you anymore. I’ve made sure of that.”Her throat tightened. “You did all that for me?”He smiled faintly. “You think I’d just sit ba







