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200 Back In Command

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-15 17:06:06

(James)

The door shuts behind her with a soft click, but it might as well be a slammed gate.

For a moment I just stare at the ceiling, watching the light shift with the passing clouds outside. I tell myself it’s better this way.

Better a clean line than the slow bleed of compromise.

She needs space. She needs to rebuild herself without me at the center of it.

If she stays now, it’ll be out of guilt or fear, and both are corrosive. I’ve been an anchor on her life before… I won’t be that again.

My ribs ache when I shift, but I do it anyway, forcing myself more upright. My leg protests in its splint, sending a dull throb up through my hip. But I’ve dealt with worse.

Pain is just another piece of background noise once you’ve decided what matters. I need to get up out of this bed and get mobile again.

What matters is focus.

My thoughts drift, uninvited, to the cockpit comms before the crash. Pete’s voice, steady and sure.

Best chance, Hale.

He didn’t waste time on fear or blame. He made a
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  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   200 Back In Command

    (James)The door shuts behind her with a soft click, but it might as well be a slammed gate.For a moment I just stare at the ceiling, watching the light shift with the passing clouds outside. I tell myself it’s better this way.Better a clean line than the slow bleed of compromise.She needs space. She needs to rebuild herself without me at the center of it.If she stays now, it’ll be out of guilt or fear, and both are corrosive. I’ve been an anchor on her life before… I won’t be that again.My ribs ache when I shift, but I do it anyway, forcing myself more upright. My leg protests in its splint, sending a dull throb up through my hip. But I’ve dealt with worse.Pain is just another piece of background noise once you’ve decided what matters. I need to get up out of this bed and get mobile again.What matters is focus.My thoughts drift, uninvited, to the cockpit comms before the crash. Pete’s voice, steady and sure.Best chance, Hale.He didn’t waste time on fear or blame. He made a

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   199 Not What I Expected

    (Serena)Sven just plants his hands on his hips and widens his stance. “Say now. Then we go.”I narrow my eyes at the scene.Is Sven asking Margot to go with him or just saying him and Rick are leaving?Margot clears her throat, and I see the submission soak over her body. “Thank you, Serena.”It’s clipped, reluctant, but it’s there.Sven nods once, slow. “Better. Now say sorry.”“Sorry, Serena, I just—”“Enough!” Sven interrupts her. “Just sorry enough.”Then he shifts his stare to James, like Margot has ceased to exist.“James grown man. Not your baby now.”His eyes lock back onto Margot with a weight that makes my spine prickle.It’s not a glare. It’s something more expectant, steadier.Margot’s power arc shifts. It’s tiny, but it’s there.She tries to hold his gaze. She can’t.Silence. But it’s loaded. With everything that doesn’t need to be said. Sven is in charge here.And then he just… stands there. Still as carved stone. Like a boulder with arms and legs. Margot glances at The

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   198 Margot Meets Her Match

    (Serena)Margot appraises me with the faintest narrowing of her eyes.Before she slides her gaze over me like she’s considering a dress from a designer she doesn’t like. “Well, I heard my son was in a plane crash. Naturally, I came.”Naturally.I don’t reply.The elevator doors open, and I step inside. She follows, Theo trailing in her wake with an expression that says brace for impact.I give Theo a hug. “Thanks for the heads-up,” I say quietly in his ear.He gives me an apologetic look. “How is he?”“He’s pretty banged up. They have him on antibiotics and his leg is broken.”“You look a little banged up yourself.”“I’m okay, Theo. He’s alive that’s the important thing.”I hear Give a huff of judgment. Oh, let me guess, it’s all my fault.If she starts saying that shit, I’m going to tell her straight.She can push me down all the stairs she wants. It’ll be worth it.In the room, the nurse is adjusting James’s drip when we walk in.His face is pale, lips dry, dark lashes still against

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   197 Colder Than Ice

    (Serena)Sunlight.After days of white and wind, it feels like magic to see a ray of sun peeking into the side of the canvas covering the opening of the wreck.I get up and go out there. It’s beautiful. Still. Blue sky.Just as I’m looking around I hear the chopper.I give him a wave as he lands.Rick jumps out and then Sven gets out too.“We’re heading straight to Ivalo. I’ll radio ahead as soon as I can and get an ambulance on standby. How is he?”“Rough night,” I say. “In and out of consciousness.”“Shit. Might be infection.”They lift him together on a stretcher and carry him to the chopper.A mechanical click locks the stretcher in place. Rick taps the frame, checks the tie-downs with quick, neat motions, and then tilts his head toward the cabin jump seat.“Hour fifteen to Ivalo in this sunshine,” he says. “Betty’s will ping them our ETA as soon as we hit range.”“Thank you,” I say, and it isn’t nearly enough. “For everything. You didn’t have to do all the extras.”He shrugs. “We

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   196 The Only Thing That Matters

    (James)My splinted leg lies heavy under layers of thermal wraps.The drugs dull the sharpest edges, but the deep, hot ache remains, pulsing with every beat of my heart.My ribs pinch and burn when I shift. My head is stuffed with wet cotton wool.Serena’s beside me under the same pile of blankets, her shoulder pressed against mine.Every now and then I feel the brush of her arm when she moves. She smells amazing, faintly of her usual perfume. Her breathing is slow, steady, a rhythm I cling too.I close my eyes.If I can just sleep a little…I let myself drift away. But soon the memories play like a movie.Pete’s voice, clipped and firm. “James, Get out of that harness and get cold-weather gear. Now.”I’d unbuckled, fought my way to the locker, dragging the parka over my head, fumbling with gloves. Beanie.I pulled the hood up and pull the tie tight.“Harness. Immediately.”No time for leg protection so I grab the foil thermal blanket. I strap back in and tuck the blanket firmly under

  • The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me   195 It’s The Meds Talking

    (Serena)Rick’s last words echo in my head, stay warm, stay hydrated, get him to eat. Little by little. Daylight will be in six hours for around six hours.If weather is still bad, we might be here another night….and then they were gone, taking Pete’s body back with them.The storm beats at thick canvas fastened over the opening, but the insulation and heaters keep the air inside comfortable.It’s not the same as a hospital, but compared to what’s outside, it’s heaven.James is stretched out beside me, his leg splinted and padded, the foil blanket tucked snugly around him. The meds have taken the edge off his pain, and his breathing is steady.We have thermal blankets, inflatable pillows and mattresses. A stack of dehydrated foods and battery operated everything. We are fine.His eyes flicker open now and then, unfocused, before drifting shut again.I curl on my side next to him, one arm resting lightly over his chest, feeling the slow rise and fall beneath my palm. “It’s still dark,”

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