ASHLEY'S P.O.VI fell asleep again I've been really sleepy since I got here, maybe it's the medication, or just the stress from the emergency I was in, but whatever it was, it dragged me into sleep soon after Kellan leftWhen I woke up, blinking against the white ceiling, I tried to think if the small voices I heard were in the room or just a part of my sleep-induced dreamI tried to sit up, pushing myself on one elbow when a strong hand slid into my back and held my other hand, gently guiding me till my back was against the bedI wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. “Kellan" I was half stunned to see him here.Kellan had changed out of the clothes I last saw on him, even his expression was somewhat different, he reached forward and pushed hair off my face “How are you, Ash?" He asked, still touching my face tenderly. I felt my heart flutter at that nickname.I managed a smile too, taking every detail of his unshaven, drop-dead handsome face down to the plain t-shirt he wore and
KELLAN'S P.O.VShe was a snake.A power-hungry, evil snake who cared about nothing more than herself and her legacy, not caring that they came at the expense of her daughter's happiness or her husband's life.The last time I had seen Genevieve was a few weeks after my marriage to Ashley, I'd never forget the look of disgust on her face. How she sneered at me and told me I didn't deserve Ashley.She called me a manipulator, saying that I deceived her with empty promises. Genevieve threatened to destroy my up-and-coming career; she said she'd make me suffer.I proved her wrong. I became successful, built everything she said I couldn’t. But the aversion I had towards her never changed.My steps were hurried as I marched towards Ashley's wards, July half running to keep pace with me.When I reached the floor of Ashley’s room, the sight waiting for me made my jaw tighten and my hands ball into a tight fistGenevieve Cece Harrington demanding that he let her into my wife's room.Good thing
KELLAN’S P.O.VShe caused everything.The cold wall outside Ashley's hospital room bit into my back as I watched the security officers I hired take their positions. Two stationed themselves outside her door. No one I didn't want to was getting close to Ashley and my daughter without my permission.My daughter.God, she was mine. She is mineAll this time, the child Ashley was carrying, caring for alone was mine. My own flesh and blood. My eyes prickled and a tight fist squeezed my heart, making breathing hard. I did, and would have loved that girl, but knowing that she's mine, changes everything.It changes everything.I was going to have a child. I closed my eyes tight just as pressure welled up in them again. Ashley had been asleep for hours. I spent those hours thinking, going over every time over the past few months where we had both hurt each other despite still being obviously in love with one another.I wanted it all to end. Even before coming back to Dallas, I wanted all thi
ASHLEY’S P.O.VI had lost a baby once.Then, I heard this slow, ominous beeping sound too.Beep. Beep. BeepI'd never get to see that Baby.The world was blurry when I opened my eyes. The ceiling above me was pale white and too bright.A hospital.My throat was tight, and I tried to turn, to shake my head to the side, but I couldn't feel anything. Not my fingers or legs, not my stomach Or even..“My baby." The word tore out of my throat, making me wince as I did. I tried to lift my arms, to rub over the curve of my belly, to assure myself that my daughter was still there, that she hadn't gone too But I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't moveI didn't feel her moving inside me“My baby,” I whispered, warm tears trickling down my face. What had happened? What happened to my daughter? I was supposed to meet her in five weeksDid I lose her too?No, God couldn't be this cruel, right?A big warm hand covered mine. I felt strong, sturdy fingers slide into mine. I felt a loving brush on th
ASHLEY'S P.O.VThe path he led us through was beautiful.Lined with flowers and soft grass, the scent of pine in the air. I didn't understand why Kellan was so tense. He's been like this since we woke up this morning.It's like something happened during the night that he didn't tell me.The last time I had seen Kellan this nervous was during our wedding, when I read my vows. Then, he watched me as if waiting for me to bail out and run away. I tried not to think of where he was leading us, or whatever was making him this taut. Kellan's steps were deliberately slow to keep with mine, his breath was ragged, like he was contemplating something, and even though he looked down at me and smiled every two seconds, I knew he was disturbed.The sky overhead was bright but not hot as we walked down the beautiful path, lined with trees and spring birds chipping in the air, and a house came into viewIt was beautiful.Surrounded by flowers and trees and soft grass that brushed my ankles, the hous
KELLAN'S P.O.VThis was the place my life began. Truly began.I had tears in my eyes that day.For some reason, the back of my eyes prickle now. It could be from too much laughter this morning while watching Dad wince and beg Grandma to reconsider this ‘whole escape’ of getting married again.I glanced at where Dad sat behind me, waiting for Gran with a frown. Dad's friends, two of whom insisted on attending his mother's wedding, teased him for having a stepfather at forty-nine.I smiled.While the idea of Gran getting married had been odd to me at first, I've come to accept it, admire it even. To make such a decision at this age, to go this length for one person...I understood.I understood it, too.The courtroom was filling with guests, mostly Gran’s and Bob’s friends from the community board games. Bob sat at the front in a tux that somehow fit.Dinner with him was... something. Bob laughed at his own jokes, smiled, and teased her till she smacked his hand and told him not to make s