ANMELDENSebastian's POV It was 3:15 in the morning, and I was still awake.Forty-eight hours since my mother's garden. Forty-eight hours since five words had taken the whole shape of my life and turned it inside out. ‘Living with my son.’Not a city. Not an address. A house I could picture without ever having seen it, because I'd grown up hearing about how well Caspian was doing, how far ahead, how first, always first, at everything.My brother's house.That was where my wife had been sleeping for months.Just then my phone buzzed on the desk.An email. No subject line I recognized, just a name. Anastasia Voss.My hands weren't steady when I opened it.It was the most brutal document I have ever read, and there was nothing in it I could argue with, because every word in it was true.The anniversary dinner. The lamb going cold. The text that said something came up at the office, like our marriage was a meeting I'd rescheduled. The office doorway. Nicole's hand flat on her stomach. The word ba
Ana's POV I put the envelope on the kitchen island at eleven at night, squared up like a document at a meeting.I had been carrying it for days. I had watched him be perfect and kind, and I was done letting that be enough.When he walked in, I didn't build up to it."Sit down," I said.He stopped in the doorway, reading my face the way he reads everything. "That sounds like a sentence I don't want to hear.""Sit down anyway."He sat. And I stayed standing, the envelope between us like a third person in the room."Three things," I said. "I've been carrying all three of them for days and I'm done carrying them quietly.""Okay.""One." I tapped the envelope. "Six years old. Your name on it. Fertility assessment. I heard you through a study door months ago saying no miracles, I don't want hope, run the test again. I know what that was now."He didn't move."Two." My voice stayed calm. "The message I read over your shoulder at four in the morning. Your mother would like to meet the girl."
Caspian's POV Her garden still smelled the way it always had. Cut grass and something floral underneath.She had tea waiting on a tray when I arrived. Good china, the kind she only brought out for people she wanted to disarm."You've done so well," she said, pouring without looking up. "I've seen all of it.""I'm sure you have.""Sit down, Caspian. You're standing like you're about to leave, and you only just arrived." She set the pot down and gestured at the chair across from her, kindly, unhurried, as though the twenty years of not talking between us were a missed birthday she was gently reminding me of. "It's been so long."I sat because standing made it worse. And I have learned that about her over a lifetime, that staying rigid only gives her something to push against."I want to talk about the lab," I blurted out."Of course you do." She sipped her tea. "Ask me.""Did you arrange it?""I arranged an executive health assessment for you when you were twenty-one, the same as I did
Sebastian's POV Three days after the trust account closed, I stopped getting answers from the family office and started getting invitations.‘Mary would love to see you. It has been so long.’I stared at the message for a long time before I answered it. I hadn't seen her in two years, and I had spent most of that time trying not to think about why.She chose a restaurant that cost more per plate than most people's weekly wage, quiet, tucked away, the kind of place where nobody looks up when a family argument happens at table six.She was already seated when I arrived. She stood and kissed both my cheeks, and her hands lingered on my shoulders a moment too long, studying me."You've got thin," she said. "You always get thin when you are working on something.""Mary.""Sit, sit. You look like you haven't slept in a month." She waved for the waiter without looking away from me. "Order the fish. You used to love the fish here."That was the horror of her, and I had known it since I was
Ana's POV The invite appeared on my calendar at 8:41 in the morning, and that was how I found out.Governance Review: A. Voss. Four names on the attendee list. Board counsel. HR. Doyle. Someone from compliance I didn't recognize. And my own name sat at the top like a subject line, not an invitation, and nobody had said a word to me before it landed.I sat at my desk and stared at it for a long moment.‘They're reviewing me. And I'm the last to know.’I found Marissa by the printers before the meeting started, because I already knew, somehow, whose fingerprints were on this."You did this," I said.She didn't deny it and she didn't hide behind sweetness the way she usually did."I didn't invent anything," she scoffed, pulling a document off the tray, not even looking up. "I just stopped protecting you from what's already true.""That's a nice way to say you reported me.""Is it wrong, though?" She turned to face me then, and there was no cruelty in it, which somehow made it worse. "
Caspian's POV The results had come through hours ago, but I hadn't gone home.I was on the motorway instead, sixty miles out of the city, heading towards an industrial park because a specialist had said words I couldn't put down long enough to drive anywhere else.“Normal count,” he'd told me, sliding the paper across the desk. “Normal motility. No evidence of any historical condition consistent with your original assessment.”I had sat very still and said nothing, because I didn't trust what my voice would do.He'd spread six years of reports across his desk, the ones I'd brought without quite knowing why, some instinct telling me to bring everything. He studied them for a long moment, moving one against another, and then he said the thing that turned the whole six years over in my chest."The numbers barely move," he said. "A point or two, across six years. Living men fluctuate, Mr. Strauss. Illness. Heat. Stress. Sleep. A body responds to a life." He looked up at me. "These don't
Ana's POV I had been at my desk twenty minutes when HR walked in and shut the door behind her."Settling in?" she asked, but her eyes were doing something her smile wasn't."It's going as planned." I kept my voice light. "The launch timeline holds. I'll have the full rollout deck ready by Friday."
Caspian’s POV I knew her the second I walked through that door.I had told myself I wouldn't. I had told myself a man doesn't remember one face out of a crowded club, one night out of a hundred forgettable nights, one woman he left before the sun came up. I had told myself a lot of things on the f
Ana's POV I looked at the floor he wanted me to kneel on.Then I looked at my husband, sitting there so sure of himself, and I almost laughed."No," I said.His smile slipped. "Ana.""I will never kneel to her." My voice was steady now. The shaking was gone, burned clean out of me. "Keep your sign
Ana's POV I had three weeks, one red dress, and one last plan to save my marriage. And I used all of it on a man who was already inside another woman.But I didn't know that yet.I checked my reflection one last time and smoothed the dress down over my hips. Deep red. The one Sebastian used to lov







