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Chapter 10: The Stranger
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His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 15: The Proof
James sat alone in his office long after everyone else had gone home. The city outside was wrapped in darkness, the only light coming from the tall building’s windows that shimmered faintly in the distance.His desk was cluttered with files, his tie loosened, and his eyes red from lack of sleep.He hadn’t gone home in two days, and even if he tried, rest wouldn’t come.Elena’s face refused to leave his mind. Every time he blinked, he saw her — the tilt of her head, the curve of her smile, the small way she frowned when thinking.It was Sarah. It had to be. But it couldn’t be.He rubbed his temples hard, muttering to himself. “It’s not possible… it can’t be.”But his heart didn’t listen.He opened his laptop again, determination lighting his face. He typed her name — Elena Moore.The company’s confidential employee database came up, and from there, he began to trace her history.Date of birth. Educational background. Work experience. Everything was perfect. Too perfect.He cross-checke
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 14: Turning His Son to a Maid
The morning sun had barely stretched its arms across the compound when Tiana’s voice thundered from the veranda. Her tone, sharp as a blade, sliced through the air.“Hey you, go and wash that car sparkling clean. I have somewhere to be in thirty minutes.”Daniel froze halfway down the steps, his school bag hanging loosely on his shoulder. He turned slowly, confusion written all over his young face. “But Mum—”“I’m not your mother!” Tiana’s voice exploded before he could finish. Her words hit him like a slap, loud and final. “From now on, you address me as ma’am. Am I cleared?”Daniel’s heart was pounding. The chill in her tone crawled down his spine. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.He only nodded, his hands trembling slightly.“But Mum, Danny has class this morning,” Melissa’s small voice piped up suddenly. She had paused halfway to the car, clutching her little backpack tightly while the driver held the car door open. “Including a test exam. Please Mum, he’s going to miss it
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 13: Mirror of a Memory
Since the night of the gala, sleep had become a stranger to James. Even when he managed to close his eyes, her face appeared — Elena’s face, or maybe Sarah’s.He could no longer tell the difference. Her smile haunted him in boardrooms, her voice followed him through corridors, and every time she laughed, something in his chest tightened painfully.He told himself it was just curiosity. That was the lie he repeated to his reflection each morning while tying his tie.But curiosity doesn’t burn like that. It doesn’t keep a man awake at 2 a.m., staring at the ceiling, seeing the ghost of his dead wife in another woman’s eyes.By the next week, he had found reasons or excuses to see her again.“Miss Moore,” he said one morning as she entered the conference room, “we’ll need to review those projections before the board meeting.”“Yes, sir,” she replied politely, taking a seat across from him. Her voice was calm, professional but there was something in it. A familiar rhythm.He watched her a
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 12: Useless Boy?
The alarm hadn’t even finished ringing when James swung out of bed. The first light of dawn pressed softly through the curtains, painting the room in pale gold.Tiana stirred beside him, blinking sleepily. “You’re up already?” she murmured, her voice thick with drowsiness.“Yes,” he said shortly, slipping into his shirt. “There’s paperwork waiting on my table before the board meeting at nine.”She frowned lightly. “Since when do you wake up this early for paperwork?”He gave a half-smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Since I started running a company full of lazy executives,” he replied, reaching for his tie.She laughed faintly, then turned back on her side, pulling the blanket closer. “You and that work of yours. Sometimes I think you love it more than your own family.”He didn’t answer. His fingers stilled briefly on the knot of his tie. Then he straightened, grabbed his coat, and left the room quietly.But it wasn’t paperwork that pulled him out of bed. It was her face. Elena’s. Or
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 11: The Ghost in Her Eyes
Five years crawled past like a long shadow. The scars time left behind were deep, but James learned to hide them well.He had thrown himself completely into work, building walls of meetings and deadlines around his pain.The company, once slipping from his hands, began to thrive again under his restless energy.People said success looked good on him. They didn’t know it was guilt that drove him, not ambition.At home, Tiana had settled into her role as his wife, officially now. They’d married the previous year, quietly, with only a handful of guests. It was less a celebration and more a compromise, the final step of a decision James made out of duty, not love.He told himself it was the right thing — she was the mother of his child, and she had suffered too. The least he could do was give her a name, give their daughter a proper family.Melissa was five now, bright and full of questions. She had her father’s calm eyes but Sarah’s softness. While Daniel was now twelve, barely given any
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 10: The Stranger
The hospital walls smelled of antiseptic and fresh hope. The cries of newborns echoed faintly through the corridors, each one a reminder that life, no matter how bruised, had a way of continuing.It was barely two months.Tiana’s scream broke through the noise, sharp and urgent, followed by the voice of the nurse counting down. “One more push, ma’am! Just one more!”James stood nearby, his hands clenched into fists, his heart pounding. Clara was beside him, whispering prayers under her breath, her eyes fixed on Tiana.Then it came, the sound that tore the air apart. A baby’s cry.Tiana collapsed back onto the pillow, tears mixing with sweat as the nurse lifted the tiny child and smiled. “It’s a girl,” she announced brightly. “A beautiful baby girl.”The nurse wrapped the child in a soft pink cloth and handed her to Tiana, who took her with trembling hands. The baby’s cries softened instantly, her tiny fingers curling weakly around her mother’s thumb.For the first time in months, laug
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