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Eight Years in the Shadows
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2026-05-22 02:18:27
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HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET He Never Loved Me.
Roberta's POV Millie stepped out of Jace's car wearing white. Everything white — a dress that moved when she walked, expensive in a way that announced itself without trying to. Her hair is loose. Her face opened and pleased and entirely at home in a way she had never looked standing outside this house when I was in it.The back door opened, and Nolan ran out.He ran directly to Jace and grabbed his leg with both arms and Jace looked down at him and his whole face changed — softened, immediate, automatic — and he bent and scooped the boy up and kissed his cheek.The ease of it.The complete, unself-conscious ease of a man loving his child.Ziva had waited at the top of those stairs for seven years for a version of that ease. For a fraction of it. For one moment, where he looked at her the way he was looking at Nolan right now — like she was simply, naturally, the best part of the day.He never gave it to her.Not once.I felt the urge to walk up to them and spit in their faces and tel
HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET When Family Becomes the Enemy
Roberta's POV Brett's eyes were on mine. Then he nodded. "I'm right here," he said. Just that.I nodded. Then I slipped out of the car.The morning air was cold, and the house looked exactly as it always had — indifferent, beautiful in the way of things built to impress rather than to hold. Same hedges. Same dark windows. Same cold, impressive facade that had never once felt like home. It looked exactly the same as the morning Ziva left in the back of Jace's car with her face pressed against the glass.and I walked toward the house steadily, and everything I needed to take back had already mapped in my mind.I didn't look behind me.But I knew Brett was there.I stood in front of the door.The code was still the same.Of course it was. Why would Jace change it? He had no reason to believe I was coming back. As far as he knew, I was still unconscious in a hospital bed, or dead, or simply ceased to matter — which to Jace was probably the same thing.The code that unlocked our home was
HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET When Grief Opens a Closet
Brett's POVShe had wanted a child so badly. The IVF. The months of trying. The ectopic pregnancy that had taken the baby and the tube together and left her smaller somehow, quieter, like something had been turned down inside her. And then she was gone. Just like that.And I was here, in this room, grieving her while trying to help a woman I barely knew, carrying guilt about a child who had died because of a decision I made on the worst night of my life.This is your punishment. The thought came. Same as it had come in the hospital. Same cold, certain voice.I didn't argue with it.Maybe it was.I sat with my face in my hands for a while.Then I breathed. Steadied. And then sat up.I thought about Victoria — not the grief of her, but the kindness of her. What she was actually like. The way she gave things away out of the generosity of her heart.I knew exactly what she would have said if she was here right now.Give her the clothes, Brett. Don't be precious about it. She needs them.
HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET Learning She's Gone
Roberta's POVBrett stood there. Waiting. His eyes were calm but curious. He wasn't accusing me of anything. He just wanted to know.The question hung between us.For one terrible second, my heart stopped.I looked at Brett.He was watching me carefully.My mind scrambled."I—" Think. Think. Think."I heard it," I blurted out.The words came out before I knew what I was saying."Heard what?""Your name. At the hospital." I could feel my heart pounding. "When I was in a coma. I couldn't open my eyes or move. But I could hear things sometimes. Voices. Sounds."Brett's face shifted. Interested now."A nurse said your name. Or a doctor. Someone said, 'Mr. Brett.' I don't remember exactly. I was confused. I didn't know who you were or why you were there. But the name stayed in my head."He was quiet for a moment."You heard my name while you were unconscious?""I think so." I swallowed. "I'm not sure. Everything from that time is blurry. But when I saw you in the hospital room, when I wok
HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET His Name Never Left Me
Roberta's POV The light came in softly through the curtains.I lay still for a moment, the way you do in an unfamiliar room — taking inventory. Ceiling. Window. The particular quiet of a house that isn't yours.Then the sounds from downstairs reached me.Movement. A cabinet closing. The low sound of something on a stovetop.And, my body did what it had done every morning for seven years before my mind could stop it.Ziva.The pull of it was immediate— the need to get up and cross the hall and push open her door. Some mornings, she was still asleep, curled on her side with her hand under her cheek, and I would stand in the doorway for just a moment and watch her breathe. Other mornings she was already awake and the second the door moved she would look up with that smile — not a sleepy smile, a fully committed smile, the smile of someone who had been waiting and was very pleased you had finally arrived.Good mornin' Mommy.Morning, baby. Did you sleep well?I dreamed about the park. Ca
HIS FORSAKEN WIFE HIS GREATEST REGRET A Daughter Between Two Men
Roberta's POV We sat quietly for a moment.Then Brett said, almost to himself: "If Millie is Nolan's mother—how did you not know she was pregnant? You were best friends."I hadn't — in everything, in all of it, I hadn't stopped to think about that. The logistics of it. The timeline."She went to Italy," I said slowly. "About six years ago. A work placement, she said. She was there for almost eight months." I stopped. Something cold moved through me. "We only spoke on the phone. She said the time difference made it hard to video call regularly." I pressed my fingers to my lips. "I thought nothing of it. She came back, and everything was the same, and I never—"I counted backwards.Nolan was five years old.Six years ago. Eight months in Italy.She had been pregnant."She went there to have him," I said. The words came out flat, one at a time, as the shape of it assembled itself. "She went to Italy so I wouldn't see. She had the baby there. She came back and handed him to Irene—" My vo
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