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Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Three

Author: Ellie Wynters
last update publish date: 2026-03-22 16:11:55

The grief was so overwhelming. It filled every space inside her chest until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel the horrible, crushing weight of loss pressing down on her.

She'd lost the baby. Their baby. The life they'd made together in that cave when everything had been terrifying and beautiful and real.

Gone.

All gone because she'd been clumsy on the stairs.

"I want to be alone." The words came out flat, dead. "Please, Nate. I can't—I need to be alone." She ne
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  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Eight

    "No." The word came out hard, immediate. "I'm not locking you up. I'm not sending you away."She was quiet for a moment, and he could feel her trying to think."Trish said I was broken," Prue whispered. "That you needed to do what was best for me."His jaw tightened. "You're not broken," he said firmly. "You're hurt. There's a difference. And what's best for you is staying here, with me, while we figure this out together. Not being sent away to some facility where you don't know anyone.""But you told someone you didn't know if you were strong enough." Her voice was small now, uncertain. "To keep doing this."Christ. She'd heard that too. Heard him at his lowest moment, admitting his fears to Grayson."I said that," he admitted quietly. "Because I was scared. Because watching you disappear is the hardest thing I've ever done, and I didn't know if I had the strength to keep going when nothing I did seemed to help." His arm tightened around her. "But that doesn't mean I'm giving up on y

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Seven

    Nate sat at the kitchen table, his phone face-down on the surface, Grayson's words still echoing in his head.He scrubbed both hands over his face, exhaustion pulling at him like a physical weight. Four weeks of this. Four weeks of watching his wife disappear, of second-guessing every decision, of carrying guilt so heavy it made breathing difficult.The psychiatrist appointment was still six days away. Six more days of this half-life, of watching Prue go through the motions without actually living. He didn't know if either of them would make it that long. So he would call and try and arrange an appointment for this Friday. He didn’t care how much it cost.A sound made him lift his head.Prue stood in the kitchen doorway.She was still in her nightgown, her hair hanging limp around her shoulders, the brace stark white against her pale skin.For a moment, neither of them moved. Just stared at each other across the kitchen like strangers trying to remember how they used to speak.Then sh

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Six

    Prue didn't remember deciding to get up. Didn't remember walking to the door of the guest room or opening it. But suddenly she was standing at the top of the stairs, one hand on the banister, the left one, the good one, because her right wrist still throbbed in its brace. She remembered she still had weeks before it wouldn’t hurt so bad.She stared down the stairs, those same stairs she'd fallen down four weeks ago. The stairs she couldn't remember falling down. Just a blank space where the memory should be, and then waking up in the hospital to find out her baby was gone. Ever since the accident there were huge blanks in her memory.Voices drifted up from the kitchen. Nate's voice, low and rough. And another voice, female, concerned.Trish. She had been in her room just now talking to her. Hadn’t she? Was that today or was it yesterday?Prue's feet moved, carrying her down the stairs one careful step at a time. Not because she wanted to join them, but because some part of her brain,

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Five

    "And she'll still be your wife when she gets better. But Nate, she won't get better like this. Not at home. Not with you trying to do everything yourself." Trish's eyes were wet now. "I'm scared for her. I'm scared for both of you. And I think deep down, you're scared too."He was. God, he was terrified. Terrified that Prue would never come back from wherever she'd gone. Terrified that he'd wake up one morning and find her... No. She was stronger than that and he couldn't think about that."I can't send her away," he said, but his voice lacked conviction now. "She just needs time. She already had PTSD, then lost the baby.""You can. And maybe you should. For her sake." Trish moved closer. "Think about it, Nate. Really think about it. Because right now, what you're doing isn't working. And if you wait too long, if you let this go on too long, it might be too late to save her."She squeezed his arm one more time, then headed for the door. "I'll leave you now. Try to get her to eat someth

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Four

    Four weeks.Four weeks since Prue had lost their baby, and Nate was watching his wife disappear right in front of him.She sat at the kitchen table now, staring at a cup of tea that had gone cold an hour ago. Still in her nightgown even though it was past noon. Her blonde hair hung limp around her shoulders, unwashed for days. The brace on her wrist was the only splash of white against the grey pallor of her skin.She hadn't spoken to him in three days. Not a word. Just that blank, empty stare that told him she was somewhere he couldn't reach."Prue." His voice was gentle, careful. Like she was something fragile that might shatter if he spoke too loud. "You should eat something. I made eggs."Nothing. Not even a flicker of acknowledgment that she'd heard him.He set the plate in front of her anyway. Watched as she looked down at it with the same vacant expression she wore for everything now. Food. Television. The physical therapist who came three times a week to work on her wrist. The

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter One Hundred-Sixty-Three

    The grief was so overwhelming. It filled every space inside her chest until she couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but feel the horrible, crushing weight of loss pressing down on her.She'd lost the baby. Their baby. The life they'd made together in that cave when everything had been terrifying and beautiful and real.Gone.All gone because she'd been clumsy on the stairs."I want to be alone." The words came out flat, dead. "Please, Nate. I can't—I need to be alone." She needed to loss it completely and she didn't want him seeing that."I'm not leaving you—""Please." She couldn't look at him. Couldn't bear to see the grief in his eyes that matched her own. Couldn't bear to see him looking at her, knowing that she'd killed the baby he'd married her for. "Please just go. I can't—I need—"Her voice broke completely, dissolving into sobs that felt like they were tearing her apart from the inside. She felt like she needed to be sick.Nate stood slowly, his face ravage

  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Sixty-Six

    Grayson laughter filled the room, shocking Honey that he was taking her outburst so well. She wasn't sure how he would feel about Morgan really knowing about them instead of her guesses. But Morgan was already creating drama without her saying anything. Honey could not just stand there and take it.

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  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Sixty-Five

    Honey's entire body shuddered as pleasure exploded through her, her inner walls clamping down on Grayson's finger. Her hand gripped the edge of the conference table so tightly her knuckles turned white as she fought to stay silent, biting her lower lip nearly hard enough to draw blood. The orgasm c

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  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Fifty-Five

    Monday, October 16th, 7:15 AMHoney stood in front of her bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection with a mix of determination and dread. Today was the day. No more Joy Smith. No more hiding behind ugly suits and brown wigs.Well, one last time.She'd spent most of Sunday at her father's estate,

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  • Sexy Behind The Mask   Chapter Sixty-Three

    Grayson's mouth claimed hers in a fierce, hungry kiss that left no doubt about his intentions. His hands tangled in her copper hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss as he pulled her flush against him. The solid length of his arousal pressed against her stomach, making her gasp into his mouth.H

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