FAZER LOGIN“Those are divorce papers. Sign it,” He instructed, his voice cold as usual. I stared at the papers in shock and despite knowing the answer, I still asked. “Why?” “Because you aren't needed. I married you only because my father made it the only way to inherit his properties. I wasn't going to allow my hard work to go to the snake that is my younger brother and now that I've inherited almost everything, you're not needed.” “That is all I was?” I inquired knowing fully well his answer would hurt me but he didn't bother giving me an answer. “You'll be paid for your years as my bed warmer—” Bed warmer? “—and the moment my lawyer receives the signed document, you'll have the money sent to your card. In addition, you can stay here for an extra month.” I smiled through gritted teeth. “Fine. A hundred and thirty thousand grand is all I need.” “You can get more.” “I need just the amount I specified and don't worry, I'll sign right now. Just send the money now,” I told him before signing the document and handing it to him. *** After Shawna ends her loveless marriage she finds out that she's pregnant for her ex-husband. Now she has to figure out how to take care of herself, her kids, and her sick mother. When Damien comes back into her life and is willing to share her burden and take care of her. Will she forgive him and come back to him after everything he has put her through?
Ver maisPHOEBESix months later…The air smelled like home.The moment Ramon pulled into the driveway, I pressed my palm against the glass window, smiling. The house hadn’t changed. The paint was still chipped in the corners. Mom still had the old wind chimes hanging by the porch, and there were fresh flowers by the steps. God, it felt good to be back."You okay?" Ramon asked gently, parking the car."Yeah," I nodded, a lump forming in my throat. "Just... this is where it all started."He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Then let’s go make more memories."I giggled softly. "You’re such a sap now."He grinned. "You made me this way."Stephen came out behind her, smiling as he carried a tray of drinks.“Ladies, slow down before you both go into labor,” he joked, walking carefully so nothing spilled.Winnie rolled her eyes. “You try being pregnant with a baby that feels like he’s doing karate inside you.”Stephen chuckled and leaned in to kiss her forehead. “You’re doing amazing, babe. Both of
The day of the wedding dawned soft and golden.It wasn’t held in a grand church with tall stained-glass windows or a fancy hotel ballroom with chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. No, this wedding was different, quiet, meaningful, and full of heart. The ceremony took place in the countryside, on a wide, open field where nature was the only decoration they needed. The air smelled of fresh earth and wildflowers, and the soft wind danced between the trees like it, too, had come to celebrate.Tall oak trees stood around the field like gentle guardians, their leaves swaying softly as golden sunlight filtered through their branches. It was the kind of setting that made people feel calm just by standing in it. In the middle of the field stood two white arches, simple and elegant, placed side by side. They were carefully decorated with twisting green vines, pale pink roses, and white lilies, creating a picture so beautiful it felt like a dream. One arch belonged to Ramon and Phoebe. The othe
STEPHEN The wind was quiet that evening. The kind of quiet that made you feel like the world had finally stopped spinning. Maybe just for a moment. Maybe just for us.I stood beside Winnie, Phoebe, and Ramon as we stared at the small patch of land. The soil was still fresh, the grass barely starting to grow back. No headstone. No flowers. No mourners. Just dirt, silence, and the memory of a man who had haunted every one of our lives in his own way.Winnie reached out, slipped her hand into mine. I held on tighter than I meant to. Ramon didn’t speak. He just stood there, eyes fixed on the grave like he was watching something finally disappear. Phoebe was close to him, brushing his arm with her fingers every so often, like she needed to make sure he was still real.I looked at the unmarked grave."He’s really gone," I said softly.Ramon nodded. "He is. And I’m still here."Phoebe leaned her head against his shoulder. "You made it."He let out a slow breath. "We all did."We stayed a li
PHOEBEI dropped to my knees beside Ramon, my hands trembling as they pressed over the wound in his side."Ramon. No, no, no... Stay with me. Please."His blood was everywhere. On my hands. My jeans. The ground. It soaked through my fingers, warm and terrifying.He groaned, his eyes flickering open, barely conscious."Phoebe…" he whispered, a faint smile trying to form.I shook my head, choking back a sob. "Don’t talk. Save your strength. You’re going to be okay. Help is coming."From the corner of my eye, I saw Richard move.At first, I thought it was just a twitch. Maybe a death spasm, just nerves firing off one last time. But then I caught it again, his hand. Slowly dragging toward his coat.My heart stopped.That bastard, he wasn’t done.“Ramon,” I breathed, pressing my hand harder against his bleeding side, but my eyes stayed on Richard. “He’s not…. he’s not dead.”Ramon groaned softly beneath me, his blood soaking through my pants, my hands, my soul. “Phoebe… go…”“No. I’m not l
PHOEBEI stared at the burner phone in my hand, heart pounding like it was trying to warn me not to go through with it. Everyone had gone quiet around me, Stephen loading his gear in the background, Winnie pacing slowly with arms crossed, Ava watching the laptop screen, and Teresa beside me, her fa
WINNIEI knew something was wrong the second I walked into Phoebe’s room.“Phoebe?” I called out, checking the living room.No answer.I moved to the kitchen, then her room. Still nothing.My chest tightened. I pulled out my phone and dialed her.It rang once. Twice. Then voicemail.“Stephen,” I sa
WINNIEThe second the door closed behind us, I turned around and looked at him.Stephen.His shirt was still rumpled. His jaw was still stained with dried blood. His eyes were on me, tired, but locked in. Alive.And mine.I didn’t wait.I pushed him, gently but fast, against the wall. “I need you,”
STEPHEN We moved fast.I grabbed Winnie’s hand as we ran through the hospital corridor. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, and my heart pounded louder than my footsteps.“Stephen,” she said, breathless. “Where do we go?”“Room 207,” I said. “We need to get there first. Lock it down.”She n












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