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FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 7

Author: MIKS DELOSO
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-29 17:58:52

The rain had stopped by the time I got home that night, but inside me the storm never ended. I sat on the edge of my narrow bed, hands pressed to my belly where our daughter our little girl was growing stronger every day. She kicked once, twice, like she was trying to remind me I wasn’t alone. I whispered to her in the dark, “We’re going to be okay, baby. Even if Mommy’s heart is in pieces again.”

Adrian’s kiss still burned on my lips. That desperate, hungry press of his mouth against mine in the hallway outside my apartment it had felt real. Too real. For one stupid heartbeat I’d almost believed the remorse in his eyes, the way his voice cracked when he said he loved me. Almost.

But Isabel’s call kept replaying in my head.

He’s using you still. Revenge isn’t over.

I blocked the memory the same way I’d blocked his numbers. I told myself I was done. Done believing. Done hoping. Done letting either of them near the fragile life we’d built.

Yet the next morning, when I opened the door to
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    He was cracking. She could see it..the way his shoulders sagged, the defeat in his posture. Grief made people pliable. Malleable. Hers."I miss her," he whispered suddenly, a gut-wrenching confession. "God help me, Isabel, I miss her so much it hurts to breathe."The words stung like acid on an open wound. Jealousy flared hot and vicious. Miss her? That weak, sniveling coward? The one rotting in the ground because I put her there?But Isabel didn't let it show. She let the tears flow freer, nodding sympathetically. "Of course you do. She was part of your life for years. Grieve her, Adrian. Cry. Scream. I'll be here when you're ready to heal. But don't let her take more from you than she already has. She left. She chose to leave us."He nodded slowly, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right."Inside, Isabel exulted. That's it. Break for me. Mold to me. She's dead. I'm alive. I'm carrying your future.The guard signaled time was up. Adrian stood, hesitating.

  • FORGIVE OR FURY   FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 12

    "She's perfect," I whispered, tracing her miniature fingers.Ethan stood by the door, watching with quiet joy. "She looks like you."Hope became my anchor. My reason. Ethan brought photos of Italy, of quiet villages. "When you're stronger," he said, "we can go anywhere. Start over.""We?" I asked, hopeful.He smiled. "If you'll let me."Weeks passed. My body healed. Hope grew stronger, discharged into my arms. The amnesia held no flashes, no returns.Ethan arranged everything discreetly. New identities. Passports. A quiet discharge under the cover of night."You're free now," he told me as we boarded a private flight to Europe. "No past to haunt you."I looked back at the city lights fading below, Hope asleep in my arms."Thank you, Ethan," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder. "For saving us."He kissed my forehead softly. "I'd do it a thousand times."Adrian visited the grave often a simple marker in a quiet cemetery, paid for anonymously. "Cecilia Lancaster-Blackwood and Daughte

  • FORGIVE OR FURY   FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 11

    Cecilia. It didn't feel right. Nothing did. My mind was a blank slate no memories of family, friends, a home. Just emptiness. And a faint, lingering ache low in my belly, like something missing."The baby," I whispered suddenly, a panic rising unbidden. "There was... a baby?"Ethan's face softened further, pain flickering in his eyes. "You had an emergency C-section. Your daughter... she's in the NICU. She's small, but she's a fighter. Just like her mom."A daughter. The words hit me like a wave, stirring something deep and protective. Tears spilled over before I could stop them. "Can I see her?""Soon," he promised, squeezing my hand. "Rest first. We'll get you strong enough."The nurse bustled out, leaving us alone. Ethan didn't let go of my hand. He just sat there, watching me with a quiet intensity that felt... protective. Safe."Who are you to me?" I asked weakly. "You look at me like... like you know me."He smiled faintly, but it didn't reach his eyes. "We've known each other

  • FORGIVE OR FURY   FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 10

    Tomorrow. The airport run. Busy highway. Perfect.She'd rented a nondescript sedan dark blue, common as dirt. No plates that could trace back. A baseball cap pulled low. Gloves.It would be quick. Cecilia stepping off the curb to hail a cab, heavy with child and luggage. A sudden acceleration. Impact. Gone.Adrian would be devastated. She'd be there to hold him through it. Their son would fill the void.Perfect.The morning of my flight dawned clear and cold. I called a cab to take me to the airport too much luggage for the subway. The driver was chatty, asking about the baby, wishing me luck on the move."New beginnings," he said with a grin in the rearview. "Best thing in the world."I smiled back, genuine this time. "Yeah. The best."We merged onto the highway, traffic heavier than expected. Rush hour stragglers. My flight was in three hours plenty of time.I watched the city slide by, a strange mix of nostalgia and relief washing over me. Goodbye to the pain. Hello to healing.Tha

  • FORGIVE OR FURY   FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 9

    "Properties like that move fast, especially this time of year," she said brightly. "We could have offers in weeks.""Make it fast," I replied. "Cash buyers preferred."She didn't ask why. People selling family homes rarely wanted to talk about it.While the listing went live, I saved every penny from the bookstore. Skipped lunches, walked instead of taking cabs, bought only the essentials for the baby tiny onesies from thrift stores, a secondhand crib I'd paint soft yellow. My boss noticed my distraction, pulled me aside one afternoon."Cecilia, honey," she said gently, her wrinkled hands on mine. "You've been somewhere else for weeks. Talk to me."I almost broke then. Almost spilled everything the betrayal, the babies, the way my heart felt permanently cracked open. But I swallowed it down."Just... life changes," I managed. "Good ones, I hope. I'm thinking of moving. Starting fresh."Her eyes softened. "Sometimes that's exactly what we need. You'll tell me before you go?"I nodded,

  • FORGIVE OR FURY   FORGIVE OR FURY CHAPTER 8

    “I came here to warn you.” Her smile was almost kind. “Stay away from Adrian. You’re divorced. The papers were filed months ago you just never signed them because you were too busy playing martyr. But it’s over. He’s mine now. Our baby is proof. Go find someone else to play house with. Someone who doesn’t know what a pathetic joke you are.”The bell chimed again. A customer walked in, oblivious.Isabel leaned in one last time.“He never loved you, Cece. Not really. You were just the revenge fuck that got out of hand.”She turned and walked out, hips swaying, leaving the scent of her perfume behind like poison.I stood there until my legs gave out. Sank to the floor between the shelves, arms wrapped around my middle, rocking silently.Everything we’d had every late-night call, every shared bottle of wine, every “I love you like a sister” had been fake.She’d never loved me.Not once.And Adrian… God, Adrian had let her.The next morning the bell chimed early.Adrian.He looked wrecked

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