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Nancy’s POVIt had been two weeks since I last spoke to Andrew. Even when I went to his home to visit Liam, he was never there. Or maybe he was, watching me from a corner I couldn’t see but never approaching me. I couldn’t tell if he had given up on chasing me, or if he was just waiting for the right moment.At first, I missed him, but I had grown used to not seeing Andrew around. I was training myself to detach any emotional link I had to him. It was easier that way.I had managed to calm Liam. I explained to him that he had to stay with his daddy for a while longer and that I would visit him three times a week.He was just a child and still confused concerning the entire situation but he was adapting slowly to it. His nanny, Rose, said he was doing better and I had nothing to worry about.I had also been trying to adapt to life without Liam constantly next to me. I convinced myself that he was in good hands. His nanny seemed to be very competent and she assured me that Catherine onl
Nancy’s POV“Nancy!” I heard him call after me. “Nancy please wait!”I didn’t know how I would react if I turned around and looked at him. I just wanted to go home. I had come to the bitter realization that no one was going to give me my son back. I would have to fight to get him back. Andrew finally reached me in a dark corner of the parking lot and grabbed hold of my hand. I was consumed by a blinding rage that made me turn around and give him a hard shove with a loud shriek. “What!? What is it!?” I screamed the words at him. “Why can’t you just leave me alone!?”“Fuck! because I can’t live without you Nancy!!” He said, projecting his pain and frustration at me through the words coming out of his mouth. His voice broke as he spoke to me. His eyes were watery and a single tear ran down his cheek. I stumbled backwards in surprise, but I held my ground. He wasn’t the only one hurting. “Oh, spare me the drama, Andrew!” I said bitterly and dismissively, ignoring the agony written all
Andrew’s POVI messed up and I didn’t know what to do. The morning after I had gone looking for Nancy at that private penthouse, all my actions of the previous night came crashing down on me and I couldn’t help but think that Nancy would never forgive me for what I had done.I can’t even imagine how scared she must have been. To see me in that state, carrying her child away from her and driving recklessly into the night. I had added to her trauma and I felt ashamed of myself.The truth was I was thinking of Nancy a lot that day and Liam was being especially difficult. It was one of those days where he missed his mother so much that he started throwing tantrums. There was nothing I could say or do that would make him calm down that day so I decided to take him to Nancy’s place.I had started drinking that day and Liam just wouldn’t stop crying. I felt like a failure. What kind of father couldn’t take care of his own son? Why couldn’t I make Liam happy? I understood that he missed his m
Nancy’s POVAfter the shoot wrapped, I went back to the dressing room to change, peeling off the heavy silk and wiping away the layers of professional makeup. I pulled on my favorite pair of faded, tight jeans and a simple white tank top, twisting my hair up into a messy bun. It was a relief to feel the cotton against my skin again, to feel like Nancy again, even if the glow of the shoot was still humming in my veins.I had already said my goodbyes to everyone.I grabbed my bag and headed out to the parking lot, the evening air cool and crisp. I was on my phone about to call for an Uber when I heard Colton’s voice. He had offered to drive me home, but after all the tension between us during the day, the way he looked at me in that dressing room, I suddenly didn’t want to be in the same space with him for the rest of the night."Nancy! Wait!" He called out, his face lit up with a grin. "I just wanted to make sure you got out okay. And to say it again, you were incredible today. A natur
Nancy’s POVThe silk of the silver gown felt like liquid against my skin. It hugged my body perfectly, accentuating my curves but it wasn’t too tight that it made me feel uncomfortable. The dress was perfect really. Colton had hired professional hair dressers and make up artists to get me ready for the shoot.My hair was the softest it had ever been as it flowed in long waves right down to my waist and the make up u had on was so light that it barely made any difference to how I looked. I felt confident and shy at the same time. I wasn’t used to getting all dressed up like this.All I could think about was how much I hated being watched."Nancy?" Colton’s voice was muffled, but I could hear the cautious edge to it. "The photographers are set up and the lighting is perfect. Is it... Is it okay if I come in for a second?"I took a deep breath, clutching the silk of my skirt. "Yes. Come in."The door creaked open slowly. Colton stepped inside, his eyes initially focused on a clipboard in
Colton’s POVShe was in my head, a constant, flickering flame that refused to be extinguished. Nancy occupied every corner of my thoughts, and no matter how hard I tried to maintain a mask of composure in her presence, I felt myself fraying at the edges. I was reaching a breaking point, a state where I might actually burst from the sheer volume of yearning I’d kept locked behind my ribs.Nancy had a way about her. She shifted the atmosphere the second she walked into a room. She drew me in and caught me off guard, and now I was certain there wasn't a single thing I wouldn’t do for her. If she asked me to crawl, I would obey with a terrifying sense of gratitude.For some reason, a heavy shroud of guilt followed me, guilt for everything that had happened to her. I may not have had a hand in Catherine’s schemes, but she was still my twin sister. That blood tie alone made me feel like an accomplice. I felt like I should have seen the darkness coming towards Nancy and I should have been th
Andrew’s POVNancy stood at the entrance to the kitchen.Her eyes were swollen and red, her face pale. Her hair was loose, falling down her back in dark waves like she hadn’t bothered to tame it. She was wrapped in a tiny nightgown.She looked small and lost. The sight of her undid something in me.
Andrew’s POVI woke before the sun with a blinding headache.That wasn’t unusual for me, but this morning felt different. It felt heavier. Like the air itself carried weight. For a few seconds, as my eyes opened, there was that dangerous moment of peace where my mind hadn’t caught up yet, where my
Catherine’s POV“God you should see the look on your face.” Colton said with an amused chuckle, taking my attention off the screen. “I would hate to be Nancy right now and be on the receiving end of all that jealousy. You reek of resentment, sister.”He laughed even harder and I spun towards him, a
Nancy’s POVI didn’t let Andrew drive me home.He offered, twice actually, his voice calm but insistent, his hand already reaching for his phone like the decision had been made without me. I shut it down immediately. I didn’t want to sit in another car with him, didn’t want the silence, the tension,







