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Xavier
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2026-05-10 15:28:03
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Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex She’s back
“Brittany is in New York,” I said.Xavier took the phone from my hand and looked at the photograph for three seconds. Then he handed it back and pulled into the next lane without a word, his jaw set in that particular way that meant he was thinking fast and didn’t want to say anything until he had finished.“She wasn’t supposed to be back yet,” I said. “The outline I had in my head put her return weeks from now. After the divorce. After the inheritance filing gained ground.”“Irish accelerated the timeline.” His voice was flat. “The press story this morning wasn’t just about discrediting you. It was about signaling Brittany to move.”I scrolled through the rest of what Marcus had sent. Three more photographs, different angles of the same hospital entrance, taken over a span of about twenty minutes. Brittany wasn’t going inside. She was standing outside. Looking. Mapping the layout, the entrance points, the foot traffic pattern.My stomach tightened.“She’s not there to visit anyone,”
Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex That night
“Jeremy lied to you,” Xavier said. “About all of it.”He wasn’t looking away. That was the first thing I noticed. Most people, when they are about to say something that costs them something, find a spot on the wall or the table or their own hands to look at. Xavier looked directly at me, and the steadiness of it told me this was not a confession he was making reluctantly. It was one he had been carrying for two years waiting for the right moment to put down.“Tell me exactly what happened,” I said.He exhaled slowly. “You were drunk that night. Not a little drunk. You had been drinking since early evening because watching Jeremy propose to Brittany had broken something in you and you were trying to get ahead of the pain before it caught you.” He paused. “I found you at the bar alone. You were already past the point of making good decisions and I was going to take you home. Just take you home. That was the only thing I intended to do.”“But you kissed me,” I said.“You kissed me.” His
Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex What Xavier knows
WHAT XAVIER KNOWS“Tell me,” I said.He didn’t reach for a soft way to say it. That was one thing about Xavier that I had always noticed without letting myself think about too much. He didn’t dress things up. He didn’t build you a comfortable chair before he handed you something painful. He just handed it to you and trusted you to hold it.“Irish Devonte knows about the pregnancy because she arranged for someone inside the hospital to pull your records the same day you were admitted.” He held my gaze. “She has known since yesterday morning. Before the dinner. Before she came to the house.”I sat with that.She had sat across from me at that dinner table last night with the full knowledge of my pregnancy already in her hands. She had held my hands when she left and looked me in the eyes and delivered her quiet warning and she had known the entire time.“What does Jeremy want to tell me?” I asked.“After you left Ashford’s office this morning, Irish called Jeremy again. She told him som
Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex Xavier
XAVIER“Get in the car, Kara.”He said it the way someone says something they have already decided, not a request, not a suggestion, just a fact waiting for me to catch up to it. His voice was low and even and his eyes were already moving past me to the building entrance like he was checking whether anyone had followed me out.I didn’t move. “How do you know where I am?”“Marcus called me.” He pushed off the car and took two steps toward me. Close enough that I could see the tension he was carrying in his jaw, the kind that meant he had been standing out here working very hard at looking calm. “The press story broke eight minutes ago. It is already being picked up by three major outlets and Irish Devonte’s publicist is feeding quotes to anyone who will print them.” He looked at my face. “You have maybe ninety minutes before a photographer finds this address.”I looked at him. This man I had known for two years in my first life and two years again in this one, who had always been in th
Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex Five minutes
FIVE MINUTES“What exactly is she going to tell them?”I asked it quietly. No shake in my voice. No spike of fear that anyone in that room could see. Just the question, clean and direct, because the only way to measure a threat was to understand its actual shape.Jeremy looked at the phone in his hand like it had just become something heavier than it was. “She says she has medical documentation. Proof of the pregnancy. She will frame it as you trapping me. Trying to use a baby to stop the divorce.”“That’s her move,” I said. “A pregnant woman using her unborn child as leverage against a man trying to leave her.” I let the words sit in the air for a second. “That’s what she is selling to the press.”He didn’t deny it.I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. Because somewhere behind his eyes I could see that he knew exactly how it sounded. He knew the shape of what his mother was willing to do and he had spent years choosing not to look at it directly and now it was sitting in the room wit
Rebirth; it’s too late, Dear ex The room
THE ROOMJeremy looked up at me the way you look at something that was not supposed to happen.Not angry. Not triumphant. Just stunned, like a man whose carefully arranged plan had just produced the exact wrong result and his brain was still catching up to it.I stood in the doorway and looked back at him and felt absolutely nothing on my face.“Close the door,” I said to Ashford.He did. His hands were shaking slightly. I noticed that and filed it away.The office felt smaller with three people in it. Jeremy was sitting in the client chair with one arm resting on the desk edge, the posture of a man who had arrived here believing he was in control of the room. That posture was already changing. I could see it in the way his shoulders adjusted when I didn’t react the way he expected.He had expected panic.He had expected me to freeze in the doorway, to look between him and Ashford and fall apart trying to understand how this had happened, to give him the few seconds of confusion he ne
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