MasukEric's POVIt was Friday morning, and I was just half awake. I had spent the whole of my night thinking, fantasizing, or dreaming—if that's the best word for it—about Bella. The time we spent together at the restaurant was heartwarming since we had divorced. It got me thinking about her in ways I shouldn't.Before I opened my eyes all the way, I could tell I was hard. And this wasn't just my morning wood. It was different. Still not wanting to open my eyes, I rolled from my side onto my back. My dick pressed against my shorts as it begged to be released. It was then that I felt a hand rubbing the underside of my dick. The hand cupped my balls lightly, stroking up and down on the fabric of my shorts.I thought for sure I was still dreaming, but I didn't want it to stop. I smiled, my eyes still closed, still believing this to be a dream. When I felt the covers get pulled off and someone moving on my bed. I opened my eyes to see someone crawling away from me down my right side. She was w
Bella's POVI had fallen deep into sleep and was now dreaming. But these weren’t soft dreams, no comforting haze. They were sharp with loud voices cutting through the darkness like glass.My voice. Eric’s voice. The images didn’t have faces. Just silhouettes, and just words.“I said what I said,” I hissed in the dream—no, in the memory. “You will NEVER see her. Not now, not ever.”My tone was cold and hard. Nothing like the woman I felt like now. I felt empty, confused, and terrified of my own mind.Eric’s reply wasn’t clear. I couldn’t hear his words, just the rumble of his anger. But I knew deep inside myself that I had hurt him. Badly.Another flash. Another memory that felt like a blade slicing through fog.The ringing of a phone. My voice again, strained this time, irritated.“Stop calling me,” I snapped. “I told you already, I’m not coming there.”Silence on the other end, but I felt the pressure of someone pleading, someone begging.“She’s in your custody,” I said. “The child i
Bella's POVI threw my phone on the bed, took off my clothes, entered the bathroom, and instantly, steam curled around my skin like warm fog, with the scent of lavender filling the air. The jacuzzi hummed softly behind me, bubbles rising in gentle waves. I had agreed—hesitantly, awkwardly—to bathe, mostly because I didn’t know what else to do. Cole seemed to know everything. I, on the other hand, felt like a stranger in my own life, hovering outside memories that refused to return.Cole rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, exposing strong forearms and a large silver watch that caught the bathroom light.“Alright,” Cole said, flashing me a smile. “Your bath is ready.”The water looked warm. My head still throbbed sometimes, and the ache behind my eyes made me want to close them and disappear. A bath would help. That much I knew.I slipped into the water, keeping my body low, letting the heat swallow me up to my shoulders. I sighed without meaning to. It felt…good. Comforting, even. The
Bella's POVMy precious and little baby Miles had fallen asleep again, his tiny fist curled near his cheek and his breaths soft and even. I stared at him for several seconds longer than necessary, unable to tear myself away from the peaceful rise and fall of his chest. I didn’t want to let him go, but then Cole gently touched my elbow.“Let him rest,” he murmured. “He sleeps lightly, and if you stare at him long enough, you’re going to wake him with your pure motherly energy.”I didn’t know if that was supposed to be a joke or some sentimental truth he believed, but it made my lips twitch anyway. Carefully, I lowered Miles into his crib. The moment my hands left his warm little body, I felt a strange ache. It was faint but real, pulling at my chest. A connection I didn’t fully understand.Cole smiled softly and brushed a hand down my back, guiding me out of the nursery. The moment the door closed, he shifted, expression warming in a way that made my stomach tighten.“Come on,” he said
Bella's POV“Bella,” he exhaled. “Why would you leave the hospital like that?”I let out a long sigh. “I just… I didn’t want to be there anymore.”"I'm just happy you're okay," he said. "When I got to the hospital and found out that you were gone, I was so scared and worried. I almost brought down that hospital for letting you slip away without anyone noticing. That was reckless of them.""I know that when I left, it would cause a huge problem, and I didn't care," I bit the inside of my cheek. "But hearing how angry you were... I kinda feel bad for doing what I did. I just didn't want to stay here and I don't want to go back there."Cole dragged a hand down his face. Hurt flickered across his expression. “I’m not taking you back there,” he said gently. “I promise. We’re going home. Straight home.”He reached for my hand slowly, and I let him take it.He led me toward the exit and out of the restaurant till we got to his car, which was sitting parked right in front of the restaurant. A
Bella's POVMy fingers trembled around the phone as Cole’s voice came through.“Bella,” he snapped, breath ragged with panic. “Where the hell are you?”My heart flipped, lodging itself in my throat. “I—I.”“I cannot believe you left the hospital.” His voice rose half a pitch. “You left the hospital without telling me? Without telling anyone? I stepped out for two hours, Bella. Two hours. And you vanish?”I winced. “I didn’t want to be there anymore…”“You don’t get to decide that right now,” he growled, his voice shaking. “Not in your condition. Not while you’re still recovering. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is for you to just walk out—”“I’m fine,” I cut in softly. “I just… couldn’t stay. I felt trapped.”Cole inhaled sharply. “Bella. You don’t remember anything. You don’t know who you are. You don’t know who I am. You don’t even remember our son. And instead of letting me help you, you run away?”My stomach clenched. I didn’t mean to run away.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I d







