LOGINLuna’s POVI walked down the quiet hallway, letting the cool air settle the heaviness inside my chest. The hospital always smelled like antiseptic and silence, but today it felt like something else—like a bridge between everything we had survived and everything still waiting for us.I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes for a second. Everything had been so chaotic these last few weeks, one storm after another, and now that things were finally slowing… I didn’t know what to do with the quiet.Footsteps approached, steady and familiar.Jaden.When I opened my eyes, he was already standing in front of me. His expression softened when he saw my face, and he lifted his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.“You okay?” he asked gently.I nodded. “Just… thinking.”He leaned his shoulder against the wall beside me. “About your parents?”I let out a breath. “They can’t even stand in the same room without freezing. I don’t know what happened between them. I grew up thinking th
LUNA'S POVI stayed by the hospital window long after Jaden left to meet Richard. The quiet was heavy, broken only by the soft beeping of the monitors. Elina was resting, her face pale against the pillow.The sound of footsteps made me turn. My father walked in, tall and calm as always, his expression unreadable. It had been three months since he’d left on a business trip, but seeing him again made me realize how much we’d felt his absence.“Luna,” he said quietly. “You should’ve called me.”“I didn’t want to worry you,” I replied.He nodded slightly but didn’t say anything more. A few seconds later, my mother appeared behind him. She hesitated in the doorway before walking in. The moment they were in the same room, the tension was unmistakable.Mom looked tired. “She doesn’t need a lecture, Elijah,” she said softly. “She’s been through enough.”He didn’t argue. “I didn’t come to lecture her. I just wanted to see my daughter.”Their eyes met briefly, a flash of old emotions passing be
Luna Reed/ Mrs Jaden StylesThe beeping of the hospital monitor was the first thing I heard when I came to. My head throbbed, the pain sharp and steady. I blinked until the room came into focus—white walls, sterile light, and the faint smell of disinfectant.It took a moment before everything came back: the empty road, following Jaden, the old building, the hand that grabbed me, and the blow that sent me into darkness.He was sitting in the chair by the window when I turned my head. His face was pale, his eyes shadowed.“You’re awake,” he said quietly.I didn’t answer right away. My voice came out rough. “What were you doing there?”He hesitated, then said, “You shouldn’t have followed me.”“That’s not an answer.”He rubbed the back of his neck, eyes avoiding mine. “It was Elina.”The name was enough to make my pulse quicken. “Elina,” I repeated flatly. “The same Elina who betrayed me?”He nodded once.A cold laugh slipped out. “And you decided not to tell me? You’ve been sneaking out
Luna’s POV The night was heavy with silence, the kind that pressed against the windows and wrapped the house in an unsettling stillness. I couldn’t sleep. No matter how many times I rolled over or closed my eyes, my thoughts kept circling back to Jaden—his voice, the edge in his tone earlier, the secret he refused to share. It gnawed at me. When I finally heard the sound of the front door creaking open, my body froze. I sat up, holding my breath. The clock on the wall blinked 11:47 p.m. Who could it be? I slipped quietly out of bed, every step careful, soft against the wooden floor. When I peeked through the upstairs hallway, I saw Jaden walking out—his tall figure cloaked in darkness, shoulders tense. He moved with purpose, not like someone going for a midnight walk. Something in my chest tightened. Without thinking, I grabbed a shawl and followed him. My bare feet made no sound against the cool marble. The night air greeted me, cold and biting. Jaden was already a few paces a
Luna’s POVThe house was quiet, the kind of silence that made every creak in the floorboards feel amplified. I had spent the morning cleaning, trying to distract myself from the gnawing anxiety I’d been feeling all week. But no amount of sweeping or organizing could erase the flutter in my stomach, the unshakable feeling that something was about to change—something big.I closed my eyes for a moment, pressing a hand to my lower belly. It had been subtle at first—nausea, slight fatigue—but now it was undeniable. I was pregnant. My heart raced as I imagined telling Jaden, picturing his reaction. His smile, the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed… I wanted him to know first. I wanted him to be the one to share this moment with me.I turned toward the kitchen, trying to find him, when I heard the faint sound of his voice. I froze. He was on the phone, pacing near the living room, voice low and tense.“…I just don’t know what to do,” Jaden said, his tone strained. “If something happens…
Laura’s POVThe morning sun barely pierced the blinds, casting thin lines of light across the sterile hospital room. I sat in the chair opposite Elina’s bed, still exhausted from the night’s tension, but unable to leave. Richard hadn’t slept, and his eyes were red-rimmed, dark circles shadowing his face. He hadn’t moved from his spot beside her since dawn, his hand still gently holding hers.“She’s awake,” I whispered, breaking the silence.Richard didn’t look up immediately. His jaw was tight, lips pressed together, eyes fixed on Elina. Then, slowly, he nodded. “I see that. Thank God.” His voice was hoarse, raw. “I can’t believe she’s here… she’s really here.”I watched him carefully. Every subtle movement, every whispered word to Elina, carried the weight of years lost. It wasn’t just about tonight—it was about decades of absence, mistakes, and regrets. The tension in the room wasn’t just fear of outside threats; it was the weight of history pressing down on them both.Suddenly, the







