LOGINAdrian’s POVThe moment I stepped out of Serena’s office, the air felt different, sharper, heavier, too full of thoughts I couldn’t shut off.She was breaking. She hid it well, but I saw it. I saw the tremble in her hands, the exhaustion in her eyes, the weight she wasn’t built to carry alone. And I meant what I told her…I wasn’t going to disappear.I wasn’t going to leave her alone again.Even if I had to burn the whole damn world to keep her safe.I slid into my car and shut the door, and all the restraint I held in her presence shattered.“Drive,” I said to my chauffeur. “Anywhere quiet.”The car pulled away from the curb.I loosened my tie, rubbing my forehead as the pressure inside me built. Serena didn’t understand, she couldn’t understand. Protection wasn’t always gentle. Sometimes it requires removing threats… permanently.And right now, the biggest threat to Serena’s mental health, emotional stability, and peace is the chaos surrounding her life.People are digging into her.
Serena’s POVMy office was quiet, too quiet. The kind of quiet that felt like it was pressing against my ribs. I had been staring at the same line of the contract proposal for nearly ten minutes, my pen unmoving, my mind drifting again and again to the same place.My son.The sound of Killian breaking when the verdict was read.I rubbed my forehead and forced myself to breathe. Focus, Serena. You’re at work. You have to function. You have to keep moving.A soft knock didn’t come. Instead, my door opened sharply.I didn’t look up at first, I thought it was my assistant bringing the files I asked for.But then I heard his voice.“Serena.”My head snapped up.Adrian stood in the doorway. No warning. No call. No hesitation. Just..... there. Broad shoulders framed by the door, eyes already studying me like he was trying to pull my soul out with his stare.My breath caught. “Adrian? What are you, what are you doing here?”He stepped inside and shut the door behind him.“I came to check on y
Killian’s POVI don’t know how long I sat there after the courtroom emptied.Minutes. Hours. Maybe a lifetime.The bench felt cold against my palms, but the cold inside me was worse, like something had been carved out of my chest and left gaping open.They left together.Serena holding our son.Adrien hovering protectively beside her.And me.....Alone.Again.I didn’t even realize I was still gripping the papers until one of them slid from my fingers and fluttered to the ground like a wounded bird. For a second, I just stared at it lying there on the polished floor. The restraining order. The bold print of my name at the top stared back at me like an accusation. Her signature at the bottom, sharp, decisive, final felt like a blade driven clean through my chest. And everything in between.....cold, clinical words that didn’t care who I used to be to her. Words that didn’t care that I once held her, loved her, planned a life with her. Words that stripped me down to nothing more than a t
Serena’s POVThe ride home felt unreal.The kind of unreal that makes your chest feel too tight and your mind too slow to catch up. The car hummed quietly around us, the city passing in a soft blur through the tinted window, but none of it felt real. None of it felt grounded. It was as if the world outside kept moving while I was suspended in some fragile, shimmering bubble I was terrified would burst.Adrien sat beside me in the backseat, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him, grounding me just a little. Theodore lay on my lap, small and warm and impossibly peaceful, his cheek pressed against my chest as if he had never left it. As if all the chaos, the fear, the court, the uncertainty, none of it had touched him.I kept staring at his tiny face.Not blinking.Not breathing properly.Just staring, my fingers trembling as I brushed them through his soft hair again and again, needing the reassurance that he was really here. Really mine. Really safe in my arms.Ev
Serena’s POVThe air in the courtroom felt heavy.Not just tense, heavy, like every breath had to be forced out, like every heartbeat echoed too loudly. Today was the final day. Closing arguments. Final judgments.The day everything would be decided.I sat beside Adrien, hands clasped together tightly on my lap. He leaned slightly toward me.“You’re shaking,” he whispered.“I’m fine,” I muttered.But I wasn’t. My stomach had been knotted since dawn. The thought of losing Theodore, the baby I carried, nurtured, protected made my chest burn.Adrien’s gaze softened. “You’re going to win, Serena. You’ve done everything right.”I nodded, but my heart still thudded painfully.Then the door opened, and Killian walked in.I froze.He looked.....broken. Not angry, not arrogant, not cold, just broken. His eyes were swollen, red-rimmed. His shoulders slumped. He looked like a man who’d been awake all night and still lost the fight.For a moment, my breath hitched.But I forced myself to look awa
Killian’s POVThe courtroom felt colder today.Not physically, just the atmosphere. The tension. The way people looked at me felt like I was already a convicted criminal. Like I was here to steal something that didn’t belong to me.My son.....My only son.I tried to steady my breathing, but it still came out shaky. I hadn’t been sleeping. I hadn’t been eating much either. Every day felt like a countdown, like I was losing Theodore inch by inch.My lawyer leaned closer. “Killian, remember, stay calm. No matter what Serena’s team throws out, do not react aggressively.”I nodded stiffly.Easy for him to say.The door to the courtroom opened, and my entire body tensed involuntarily. Serena walked in with Adrien right beside her, his hand lightly on her back as if he owned every right to protect her, guide her, breathe the same air as her. He whispered something that made her nod.My stomach twisted.She used to nod at me like that.Her eyes shifted to me for a second. Just a second. A fl






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