เข้าสู่ระบบZade’s POV I sighed as we all sit there in the courtroom. It has been four weeks since our baby shower, and my wife is pretty much due any day now. She only has another two weeks until her due date, and honestly, she looks miserable. The baby didn’t give her any problems the entire pregnancy, but now? Her feet are swollen, she’s exhausted all the time, and she looks way bigger than what they told us she should look like carrying one child. At this point, Clover looks like she’s hiding two babies in there instead of one.The doctor keeps saying it’s just extra fluid and swelling, but I don’t know. I’m seriously starting to question this man. Still, whether it’s one baby or two, we’re gonna love them the same. That’s all that matters.As the judge walks in and everyone rises, I glance over toward Daisy. She’s sitting beside her attorney looking calm, but I can tell she’s nervous. Across the aisle sits Chris, his father John, and even John’s wife. The entire Telenov side is here. I lean
Clover’s POVTwo Weeks Later“Zade, how do I look?”My husband came around the corner, and the second his eyes landed on me, he stopped walking completely.That man looked at me like I hung the damn moon.His eyes slowly dragged over the flowing white dress hugging around my baby bump before settling on my face.And then he smiled.Not a little smile either.That soft, in-love, devastating smile that still made my stomach flutter.“Babe,” he said quietly, “you look amazing.”I grinned immediately.“I love the dress. The white against your red hair?” He shook his head slowly. “And that lipstick? Yeah. You’re gorgeous.”I laughed softly before walking over and giving him a quick kiss.“Okay,” I said, grabbing my bag. “We gotta go because your mother is going to be pissed. We are already thirty minutes late.”Zade scoffed immediately.“She’ll survive.”I rolled my eyes.“The baby shower is for us,” he continued dramatically. “Not for them. They need to remember that.”I laughed while sli
Daisy’s POVTwo Days After Bonding OutAs my lawyer finalized everything with the bondsman, I couldn’t help the small smile that spread across my face.People still underestimated me.That was their first mistake.I had over four and a half million dollars hidden away in accounts nobody knew about. Quiet money. Emergency money. Survival money.And today?That money bought my freedom.At least temporarily.After that pathetic excuse for a public defender was assigned my case, I knew immediately I needed someone better. Someone aggressive. Someone who knew how to maneuver.Ronald was exactly that.The man was a shark.The second he stepped in, everything changed.He already secured me a place to stay too. Nothing flashy. Nothing that screamed wealth. Just a low-key house in Encino tucked away from attention.Perfect.Because right now, the last thing I needed was cameras, attention, or people watching my every move.I needed strategy.I needed distance.And more than anything?I needed
Lucas’s POVOne Week After Sahara’s BirthAs I looked over at my mother, she smiled down at the baby in her arms like nothing else in the world mattered.And honestly?Maybe in that moment, nothing else did.Sahara was beautiful, tiny, perfect, and peaceful.In another life… in another situation… that child would’ve been my mother’s granddaughter too.That thought alone nearly broke me.Because no matter what Daisy had done, no matter how angry everybody was, my mother still loved her. She raised her as her own daughter. She poured every ounce of love she thought she had lost with Clover into Daisy. In her mind, Daisy was Brenna Blackwood.Too bad Daisy never saw it that way.I watched as Dustin smiled proudly while sitting beside my mother. The official DNA results had come back that morning as 99.99%.He was Sahara’s father.No more questions.No more guessing.No more confusion.And despite everything surrounding that child’s birth, Dustin looked genuinely happy.Peaceful even.He
Daisy’s POVAs I slowly walked around the hospital room, one hand pressed against my lower stomach, I sighed to myself because that pain was no joke. The baby had not held back at all. Every part of my body hurt. My back hurts. My stomach hurts. Even my breathing felt exhausting. But one thing I could say about the Blackwoods, and probably the Smiths too, if I was being honest, was that even though I was technically still an inmate, they made sure I got the best medical care possible while having this baby.I glanced over toward the portable crib beside the bed.And there she was being held.My daughter.My beautiful little girl.She looked just like Janine.The resemblance was honestly shocking.The same soft features.The same little nose.Even the shape of her mouth looked like hers.She was gorgeous.Perfect.And all I could do was cry.Why the fuck did I ruin my life like this?I swallowed hard as I looked toward the guard standing outside the room, watching everything quietly th
Zade’s POVThree Weeks Later“So what do you wanna do with this room, Clover?”I stand in the middle of the empty room with my hands on my hips while Clover slowly walks around, rubbing her stomach. And when I say she has popped?Yeah.She has popped popped.At this point, I’m starting to wonder if there are actually two babies in there.But according to the doctor, there’s only one heartbeat.One baby.Though he did jokingly say that if there were two babies in there, they’d have to be so identical that they were practically laying on top of each other like mirrored shadows because everything is moving in sync.I laughed when he explained it.Clover did not.Mostly because she was too busy trying not to jokingly throw up during the appointment.Now she sighs and gestures around the room. “I was thinking maybe an at-home office.”I nod immediately. “Yeah. Definitely office.”She glances at me suspiciously.I point at her stomach. “Because I know you. You keep acting like you’re gonna
Clover’s POVStanding between Grandma Turner and Grandma Lola, I smile softly, even though my stomach is tight. Janine is staring daggers at me from across the patio, the ugliest, meanest looks she can muster, and I have to brace myself internally not to react. I won’t give her the satisfaction.Wh
Zade’s POVIt doesn’t hit me all at once.It’s like my brain needs a second to catch up to what Mrs. Turner just said.Recovering her vision.The words replay, slow and distorted, until my body moves before I even realize I’ve decided to.I walk over quickly and stop directly in front of Clover.Sh
Clover POVWhen I wake up, the first thing I remember is that it’s Sunday.And then it hits me.I’m going to the Blackwoods.Oh my God. I’m going to the Blackwoods.I let out a long, shaky breath and stare up at the ceiling, my heart already racing. Grandma Lola is coming with me because Braylee st
Lucas POVAs dinner starts wrapping up, Grandma leans back in her chair, satisfied.“Oh, this was great,” she says warmly. “Maria, compliments to the chef.”Maria beams, bowing slightly. “Thank you so much, Mrs. Turner.”“No problem,” Grandma replies. “I’m going to go relax and lay down in my bed.







