POV: Harper “What do you think?” I asked Emma as we viewed Jake's profile once more. He was so cute and active, with a smile that could light up a room. His profile said that he was a humanitarian and a business tycoon. There were no pictures of him flaunting a lavish lifestyle, and in fact, he only mentioned that he was a CEO without disclosing the name of his company. It was refreshing to see someone who chose to keep his business and net worth a secret until he found the right person who would love and appreciate him. His profile screamed maturity and wealth without putting much out there.He was mysterious, mature, and so fucking cute. That was a definite plus for him. He was a man who seemed to care about other people, he was invested in charity work and various fundraising events for the less privileged. His profile was amazing, I could already feel myself falling for him. If I weren’t married to Ethan, I would most certainly go for him, he was just that appealing.“I really li
POV: Harper “Why are you so kind to me? Why are you so perfect?” Emma asked, sobbing silently as she looked at me, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close. “I told you earlier, Emma. You are now my sister, and I want only the best for you. You restored my happiness when you helped me get back with Ethan. All I’m doing is repaying the favour. You deserve the best, don’t let anyone tell you differently,” .” I told her, smiling warmly at her. I glared at Ethan when he wouldn’t speak up. I guess he forgot that he was here to be my wingman and help out her mind at ease. He is busy with his phone, completely ignoring us unless his name comes up. I waited until he turned my way and I glared at him to remind him of what we spoke about before she got here. She has to believe that he is totally in support of this. That way her mind will be at ease. Ethan chimed in the moment he got that look from me. “She is right, Emma. You deserve only the bes
POV: Harper From the moment I accepted to be Emma’s friend, the gap between us started to close. I know how ironic it sounds for me to be forming a bond with the sister of the woman who had caused me so much pain and heartache. I’m making my husband’s ex-girlfriend my friend, and it kind of sounds crazy. But I see the pain and loneliness in her eyes, and I know that she is just as lonely as I am. In my heart, I know that we could build something beautiful together, something solid and unique, just like us.“Tell me, what was it like when you dated Ethan in high school? Was he as charming and thoughtful as he is now, Is he more caring now or then?” I asked her as we played on the swing. The more time we spent together, the more curious I became. I wanted to know how her relationship with Ethan used to be and how happy they were together.“No, Harper. He never treated me like he treats you. I always suspected that he never loved me because he would rather hang out with his friends tha
POV: Harper At first, I was just furious because Ethan hid the fact that Emma was here. He told me she had left the restaurant, and I thought it was okay to speak to him about my dissatisfaction concerning her presence and the feelings she obviously still had for him.So, you can imagine my anger when, not long after, Emma stood up to me, telling me she had no feelings for my husband. She hadn’t left as he instructed her, she’d been sitting close by, eavesdropping on our conversation, listening to everything I said about her to Ethan.“This is not just annoying, Emma, it’s disrespectful!” I snapped, glaring at her hatefully. The fact that she looks just like me is even more upsetting, it felt like I was talking to myself and it’s just not funny at all.“Ethan obviously wanted you out of here before we arrived. You promised to leave, yet you stayed back to listen to our conversation? Haven’t you been taught that it is bad manners to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?” I yelle
POV: Harper Silence fell between us, Liam and the others couldn’t say one word. I lost appetite and nothing else matters to me right now. He lied to me again. He looked me in the eyes and lied his ass off. Everyday we sit and talk about our future, we laugh, play different games, even involving our baby in our plans for the future. How can he look me In The eyes every fucking day, smile and play wait me when he knows in his heart that he is lying to me. How can he make passionate love to me, telling me how much he loves me when he’s lying to me. Who the hell lies to someone you claim to love?All I wanted was safety, not only for me but for the child growing inside me. I felt the stress rear its ugly head as I glanced around the restaurant, searching for shadows among the patrons and their laughter. Unfortunately, no one was laughing or chatting happily like we used to. Everyone felt the tension in the air and it’s affecting our lunch. Ethan took a deep breath, looking at me with sa
POV: Harper Liam seems to be getting closer to Clara with every passing day. I love how the lust and silly advances from him stopped completely, as if they never even happened. He continues chatting with Clara, and it’s as if I never existed in the picture. Surprisingly, he supports Ethan and me, helping us rebuild our relationship. I can’t deny that I appreciate the support, even if it stings a little to witness their bond grow.With Ethan by my side, navigating this journey of pregnancy becomes easier. We spend time together, acting as though we’re living our normal lives. The only difference is that he doesn’t go into the office every morning and return home in the evening. Instead, he works from home, just like Liam. It was so easy for him to adjust to this life, he doesn’t even need to go to the company if he doesn’t want to.I enjoy his company a lot. Watching my baby grow within me is surreal, my bump is becoming more pronounced as my due date approaches. Ethan accompanies me
POV: Harper “You can give up and run into hiding like a scared kitten, but that would never be me, Ethan. I’m not hiding, and I’m certainly not giving up.” I told him sternly, using a tone of mockery. My words hung in the air, sharp and biting. It hurt him to see me so hurt and very disappointed in him. I sobbed as he walked out on me again, not even bothering to beg for my understanding. He just left without looking back. If I could take back those words and just hug him, I would.It’s obvious that he’s feeling this way out of frustration. He never asked to be in this situation and it hurts that he is feeling this way because of a girl he treats as a sister. In the days that followed, he made sure that our didn’t cross paths. He practically avoided me, refusing to come back to see me. He ensured I had everything I needed, the house was reinforced with security and secret hideouts where I could vanish if things went south. But that was not my main concern, if anything it’s not what
POV: Harper“This is Ethan’s house?”I couldn’t wrap my head around it. What the hell was going on here? Since when have you and my ex-husband become besties to the point that you call him often and even accept favors from him? My eyes burned into Liam’s, my disbelief and anger showing on my face and my attitude. If eyes could kill, he’d be so dead already. He sat down next to me, his face contorted into a deep frown as he searched for the right words to explain the situation. Well, he doesn’t need to think hard about it. I could see it in his eyes that his is up to no good. I won’t sit here and hear him lie to my face, I don’t need that right now.“Save it, Liam. I don’t want to hear more lies,” I snapped, standing up to walk away. I couldn’t believe he had been lying to me. I thought we promised to be open with each other, but here I was feeling betrayed. Why was he still lying to me? What was all this about?Despite my attempts to escape, he followed me outside to the swing that s
POV: Harper “Yes, Liam told me that! I know she is crazy, and that is exactly why I need you with me! We can’t keep playing this game of chase with Serena. I refused to keep hiding and dodging one person for the rest of my life. I refuse to spend another day not knowing if tomorrow you’ll be taken away from me or if I’ll lose you in some way.” His voice rose, emotion spilling over as his frustration became palpable.“What do you mean, Ethan, what are you saying?” I asked him. Tears stained my cheeks as my heart ached. I wanted so badly to run into his arms, to feel safe. But I could still see the world outside crashing down around us. I could feel the emotions in his voice and I know in my heart that there is more to this that he is not telling me. If he knows that he is not ready to open up to me, then why the hell is he here?“I can’t go back there. I won’t risk it,” I said firmly, shaking my head, though it felt like my heart was shattering with each rejection. If only he knows