LOGINKylie’s POV
And there I was again, staring at Liam on the phone with her. He didn’t even care to check if his wife had woken up.
“Let’s go to Regent’s Park whenever you’re free,” Aurora said over the phone.
“I will meet you there in no time. I will pass work today.”
I could remember our second year of marriage. That was the same spot I asked him to meet me for our anniversary. I called and called, waited till dusk, only for me to see on social media that he flew out of the country to see Aurora.
And now he was ready to risk his work for her.
“Hey, where’s my breakfast?” he yelled.
“From now on, I no longer cook for you, Liam. You might as well go and make something for yourself.”
For once in my life, I felt good saying my mind to him.
“Now you listen to me, wom—”
Right there, a voice note from Aurora popped up on his phone before he could finish his sentence.
“Liam! I can’t wait to see you.”
“I’m on my way, just gotta change.”
Every text from her made his day, but mine was just tagged a disturbance.
“Let’s get a divorce.”
“What did you say?”
He was still on his phone, smiling, without noticing my presence.
“Are you even listening to me?”
“Sure.”
“Just… sign this.”
He took the paper so bluntly and signed with ease. Then it was back to Aurora after the signature.
“Liam, I will just be here for thirty days before everything is sealed.”
“Sure.”
Even after so many years, my words sounded like gibberish to him.
“Can’t you at least give me five minutes of your time? You spend almost the whole day speaking to Aurora. All I’m asking is five minutes, Liam… just five.”
“Kylie, is this about the donation to the orphans? You have my permission.”
It had even gotten worse that he made up things that I didn’t say.
“Liam…”
“Don’t you have a life?”
There I was, cut short again.
“This is why you don’t have a career.
You’re always perching on people’s businesses.”
He walked out on me as usual. It was there that I knew Liam never loved me.
“Hello? It’s me, Kylie Hill. I have accepted your offer.”
(Over the phone) “It’s good to know that our star is back. We will commence in a month. Hope you don’t mind.”
“Absolutely not, sir.”
That was exactly my waiting period, and I’m out of his way.
What more could I do other than be a housewife? My phone rang. It was Miley, my longtime close friend. She would always call when something felt off.
(Over the phone) “Can I come over?”
“Sure, babe.”
She arrived faster than I thought.
“Spill.”
“Miley, well… if you must know, I’m finally going to work as the lead designer for the biggest company in London, aka Yamah’s Fashion House.”
“Ouuu, that’s my girl! I’m so happy, babes. You know, after all the years you stopped your career and gave in to Liam as a housewife and sex toy, you really deserve this. Come here.”
She gave me a warm hug, which I had never experienced as a wife.
Miley had already returned to her loving husband. At least one of us was happy.
I looked through the closet. All the gifts I got for Liam in five years were covered in dust. He was never curious enough to notice my efforts. Since I would be needing the money, I had no choice but to sell them at an auction. Liam would never let me use any of his cars, so I had to trek.
I had sold designers worth $2,000 for $2. Right before I could cross Oxford Street, I saw Liam and Aurora laughing together inside his car. This was something I had never experienced in a lifetime with him.
It was two hours after I was back from the auction, and he wasn’t back. I was ready to retire to bed when the door clicked open. It was Liam and Aurora, but this time his sister followed.
“And where do you think you are going to, you bitch?”
“Hey, don’t call her that. She’s my wife.”
I couldn’t control the tears.
“Oh, now it matters. Liam, now I’m your wife.”
Before he could make a move, Aurora pulled his face to hers, narrating how she got stung by a bee. And as usual, she was his priority. Everything in my mind felt so cloudy that I stepped on Terra by mistake. Before I could say a word, she fractured my palm.
“Kylie, are you okay?” Liam tried to show concern. Immediately, Aurora screamed.
“Liam, the bee!”
Why was I surprised? He paid more attention to her made-up bee sting than mine.
“Now listen, you freaking gold digger. My brother loves Aurora, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Get that?”
“Sure.”
I could barely make it to the room to treat myself when Liam called me.
“Can you prepare chicken soup for Aurora? She’s hungry, plus her bee sting hurts.”
“Liam, I literally have a broken palm.”
“I mean, you are used to it, aren’t you? Don’t starve our guest.”
“Well, I refuse to prepare shit for this pole right here.”
And yes, I was proud of speaking up for myself again.
Before I could reach the door, Liam smashed our wedding picture made of glass.
“Liam! Why?”
“Now will you prepare something for Aurora or not?”
My tears, my pain, my peace — they all meant nothing to him. It was always about her. Just a few days, and I’m out of this marriage.
“Liam, apologize to your wife. She didn’t deserve that,” Aurora said, but I knew she meant harm.
“Kylie, I’m sorry,” he said.
Wow. Always following her commands but never my suggestions.
“Anyways… Aurora, my brother is planning a big birthday dinner at Passyunk Avenue. They sell one of the best meals. Plus, mummy will be there, so dress in your best fit so that you can impress her.”
I could see how Terra’s eyes lit up anytime she spoke to Aurora.
“I mean, you could come too, you skunk.”
Mrs. Hill was the only one who cherished me
in their family, so I would go to pay my last homage to her.
“Sure.”
Even if it was the last thing I would do before leaving his life forever.
Kylie’s POVI don’t know how long I stood there.The mirror had become a habit lately. I always observed how the baby was kicking but then my body didn’t feel like it belonged to me anymore.I traced my fingers slowly over the curve of my stomach. Alive in a way that felt both miraculous and terrifying.“In no time,” I whispered to my reflection, “you’ll be here soon.”The words trembled more than I expected.The baby shifted slightly under my palm, and I inhaled sharply. Every movement reminded me that this wasn’t theoretical anymore. There would be a face. Eyes. nose and Fingers. Who would he resemble. That was what scared me the most.I leaned closer to the mirror, studying my own features. My nose. My mouth. My eyes.Would the baby have his eyes or mine?The thought tightened something in my chest. It would be the hair first. Everyone notices hair. If it came out thick and dark like Liam’s…My throat dried.The DNA test said one thing but my heart knew the truth.Behind me, the
Yamah’s POVThe moment she saw the name, I knew I had run out of time.“Kira?” Kylie’s voice wasn’t loud. It was worse. Calm. Measured. Thinking.Liam was still catching his breath across the room, but suddenly he didn’t matter. The air shifted. The danger wasn’t him anymore.It was the phone in my hand.“Who is Kira?” she asked again.I locked the screen.“No one important.”Her eyes didn’t leave my face. She wasn’t the same girl who used to accept my answers just because I sounded confident. She had started watching me. Studying me.“Kira isn’t no one,” she said quietly. “You don’t tense up for no one.”I forced a small exhale. Controlled. “It’s business.”“At this hour?”“Yes.”She stepped closer. Not aggressively. Intentionally.“You don’t look at business like that,” she said.Like what?Like I had just seen a ghost.Liam gave a weak laugh from the side. “Oh, this is interesting.”“Stay out of it,” I said sharply without looking at him.But Kylie heard the shift in my tone. She a
Kylie’s POVI was still staring at the ring on my finger when Yamah pulled me gently toward him.“You’re thinking too much,” he murmured.“I just got engaged to the most powerful man in the city,” I replied lightly. His lips curved slightly. “You didn’t get engaged to just me. You got engaged to power.”There was something about the way he said that. Calm but Possessive in a way that almost felt safe.He brushed his thumb along my jaw and leaned in more. The kiss started slow. I tried to lose myself in it. Tried to silence the tiny voice in my head that kept whispering that the baby in my stomach was Liam's. His hands rested at my waist, steady, firm. Mine moved to his shoulders. For a moment, everything outside the room disappeared.Then his phone vibrated but he ignored it. I pulled back slightly. “You’re not going to check that?”“It can wait,” he said.The phone vibrated again.And again.That was when he sighed and reached for it lazily.But before he could turn the screen awa
CHAPTER 35Kylie’s POVI barely slept the night before the DNA test.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Yamah, Loving me without questions. And then Liam’s face followed right after with anger and hurt. Desperate to prove that the child inside me was his.My chest felt tight and heavy. Like I was standing at the edge of a cliff with nowhere safe to fall.Morning came earlier than I expected. Liam arrived early, exactly as he had threatened. He did not even knock properly. Just walked in with that same stubborn energy, like I owed him answers.“Get ready,” he said. “We’re leaving now.”I forced a small smile. “Good morning to you too”“This isn’t a joke, Kylie.”His voice softened slightly when he looked at my stomach. But the tension in his eyes never disappeared.We drove to the hospital in silence.The air inside the car felt thick. Liam kept glancing at me like he was already preparing for victory. Like he was certain the results would bring me back to him.When we arrived, the ho
Klington’s POV The air outside the prison gates tasted different.I should have felt relieved, but instead there was only pressure sitting inside my chest like there was unfinished business.Kylie walked beside me quietly. She looked tense and distracted, like her thoughts were running faster than her steps. I watched her carefully. She bailed me even when she barely knew me. That alone said a lot about her character.A good heart in a dangerous world.We reached the car park and stopped beside her vehicle. She turned to me quietly. “So… will you help me?” she asked again, her voice cautious.I leaned against the car and crossed my arms. “You really believe your best friend could be a killer?”Her eyes hardened slightly. “I don’t want to believe it. But I can’t ignore the signs either.”I studied her face. too pure for the chaos surrounding her.That was when something inside me shifted.Maybe it was guilt.Maybe it was the fact that she had taken a risk for me when she didn’t have to
Yamah’s POV I sat at the edge of my bed long before the sun came up. The world outside kept moving, but inside me everything felt stuck. The photograph rested in my hand.I had stared at it for hours, tracing its edges with my thumb like it might disappear if I let go. I remembered exactly when that happened, though I tried not to think about it too much.A small smile flickered across my face, but it hurt more than it comforted.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, though no one was there to hear me.My chest tightened. Guilt wrapped around my ribs like chains. I had left something behind. Something I should never have abandoned. Something that kept haunting me every time I looked at this picture.The door creaked open behind me.I quickly lowered the photograph, but not fast enough.“Babe?” Kylie’s voice was soft and hesitant. “Are you okay?”I forced a breath into my lungs and placed the picture face-down on the bedside table before turning toward her. She stood in the doorway wearing one o







