LOGINNicola Taylor I sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, staring at the entrance of Cole’s office building. I felt utterly defeated. Six years ago, my life had crumbled in his absence. And now, here I was again, stuck in an endless loop, except this time, I wasn’t competing with the
Cole Harrington I watched Nicola walk off, her retreating figure stirring something uneasy in my chest. The weight of the day’s events pressed down on me like a storm cloud refusing to dissipate. I felt suffocated, torn between what was happening and what I was inadvertently doing to the woman I c
Nicola Taylor The weight of her words hit like a tidal wave. I felt my chest tighten as I realized what she’d sacrificed, and I could see the shift in Cole’s expression. The anger in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something closer to heartbreak. “And you just… agreed to that?” he asked, his voice b
“Because I knew you wouldn’t let me go,” she said simply. “You would’ve fought him, and he would’ve come after you too. After Arabella. I couldn’t risk it. I couldn’t let him hurt you the way he wanted to hurt me.” The three of us stood in silence, the weight of Courtney’s confession hanging heavy
Nicola Taylor Arabella went back inside, her small figure disappearing into the house with a frustrated sigh. The heavy front door creaked as it closed, leaving just the three of us standing in the cool morning air. Silence settled over the driveway, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves i
Nicola Taylor The night was a restless blur. Aaron’s small, trembling body pressed against mine as he cried himself to sleep, his tears soaking through my shirt. I stayed with him, stroking his hair and whispering soft reassurances until his breathing evened out. Even then, I couldn’t bring myself
Nicola Taylor I stormed into the house, my mind filled with thoughts I couldn’t fully grasp. The anger that had built up inside me over the day was just waiting to spill over, but it was held at bay the moment I heard the sound of tiny footsteps rushing toward me. Arabella’s joyful giggles filled
I looked at her, feeling a lump in my throat. “But I’ve been the nice, understanding wife for so long. I’ve tried so hard to be patient with him. What more can I do?” Mrs. Kinsley’s gaze softened, but her words were as sharp as ever. “You’ve been nice for long enough, darling. Now it’s time to remi
Oh, he wasn’t going to let me off that easy. “Nicola?” Cole called after me, and I stopped, turning to face him with a mock-innocent look on my face. “Yes, dear?” I sang out sweetly, leaning against the wall with exaggerated patience. “You’re telling me that she—” he hesitated for a second, “hate
Isabella’s expression shifted immediately. The usual lightness in her eyes was replaced by a serious, almost guarded look as she leaned in closer, hanging on to every word. “What did he say?” she asked, her voice low and steady, though I could hear the concern creeping in. I took a deep breath, “H







