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Chapter 18: Poisoned Lullabies

Author: Sire Bliss
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-26 16:07:38

The first few days were deceptively peaceful.

I stayed in the nursery mostly, feeding Ethan, changing him, learning the rhythm of his cries. Clara hovered like a protective guard dog, intercepting anyone who tried to enter without permission.

Adrian visited twice. Both times for less than fifteen minutes. Both times he held Ethan like the baby might shatter, then made excuses about conference calls.

I told myself I didn’t care. Told myself we were better off without him anyway.

Then day four happened.

I woke up at 2 AM to feed Ethan, stumbling to the nursery in the dark. But when I pushed open the door, the lamp was already on.

Vivian sat in my glider chair, holding my son.

“What are you doing?” My voice came out sharp. Panicked.

She looked up, not startled at all. Like she’d been expecting me.

“He was crying. I heard him from down the hall. I didn’t want him to wake the whole house.”

“So you just came in and took him? Without asking?”

“You were sleeping. I was helping.” She stood, br
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Leave before more problem arise in that house is hell living demons and evil. Divorce that scumbag who keep a mistress and illegitimate daughter.
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