The Other Woman

“Son?” I confronted Damian in front of the entire crowd. “What is the meaning of this?”

Damian looked at Selene in horror, as if this was the first time he’d heard of it.

“Don’t play dumb, Damian,” I seethed. “You had sex with Selene?”

Whispers rippled through the onlookers.

“You’re making a scene—” Damian snapped, grabbing my arm tightly.

“Our daughter is dying,” I yanked my arm free. “We’ll talk about this later—”

“No! We’re talking about it now.” Selene clung to Damian’s suit like a madwoman. “Please, Damian..! He’s our son! I only hid him to protect him. Weren’t you supposed to marry me?”

Shock rippled through the crowd.

“She was the first woman? Then what about Madam Kierra?”

“A woman going after an engaged man? What a whore!”

I felt my throat run dry.

I shut my eyes, praying that Damian was going to justify that all of this was a mistake. 

But who am I kidding?

My husband never loved me.

“She’s right,” Damian shoved me aside coldly. “I was never meant to marry you, Kierra. You tempted me. We had Lily, so I married you.”

His words felt like a knife to my chest. I writhed in silent agony but held my composure.

Everyone was watching. Including the investors of my company. If I lost them now—everything my father built would be for nothing.

“So it was a loveless marriage?”

“I heard she seduced him for his money.”

No… no…!

I turned to the doctor, shoving my emotions aside. My daughter should come first.

“D-Doctor, what can we do?” I asked him, brushing away the tears from my eyes by flicking them away.

“The ambulance is here. Let’s get her in—”

“Wait! What about my son?!” Selene shrieked. “Can’t you put him in, too?! He’s bleeding! You should transport him first! Besides, we don’t even know if that girl is yours, Damian!”

I clenched my fists, forcing myself to stay calm. This woman is trying to kill my daughter! “Selene, my daughter is the priority—”

“Get the boy in first.”

Damian’s voice struck like lightning.

I went pale. Every piece of me shattered. 

What the hell is happening? Why is he doting on this woman?!

“Damian, are you crazy?! Lily is dying!”

“You heard me.”

The doctor hesitated but obeyed, disregarding his own medical ethics.

I screamed, but Damian only walked away—cradling the boy in his arms instead of our daughter. I ran after him, knelt and grabbed his boot– pleading desperately.

“D-Damian… please…” I begged. “Please… it’s all I ask. Transport Lily first! She’s your daughter too! She’s going to die Damian!”

“Papa… I’m hurt…” the boy clung to him, and Damian held him tighter.

“My boy… I knew you looked familiar the moment I saw you. Don’t worry, we’ll get you treated soon.”

Then he turned to me.

“Are you serious..? Y-Youre just going to let Lily die..?”

“Go take the car.”

I clenched my fists, made no hesitation, and carried my baby girl. I ran.

—

At the hospital, I paced outside the operating room, watching as the doctors scrambled to save her. We were here too late. 

I was driving a car, not an ambulance. And people did not make way for us in the streets.

Meanwhile, from the other side, I could see their ambulance speeding through with a boy only in a broken arm.

I bit my lip.

Then I heard it.

The flatline. The chaos inside. The desperate attempts to revive her.

And I died with her.

I collapsed in a silent cry, alone in the ward. A few mothers tried to console me, but I could never be consoled.

Minutes later, Damian arrived—too late.

“Where is she?” he demanded, but I couldn’t answer. His voice blurred into muffled shouts.

“Lily…?!”

Then he saw her lifeless body.

Damian stormed into the operating room, knocking out doctors in his blind rage. Security dragged him out as he cursed and wailed.

“This wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t married you! We never should have met! I have never loved you, Kierra!”

I shut my eyes, wanting to disappear.

God, take me instead.

Why her? Of all people, why my sweet, kind baby Lily?

What did I do to deserve this?

Then his voice came again, slicing through my grief like a blade.

“Pack your things and leave. You’ve ruined my life enough.”

Damian spat on me and walked away.

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“If only you had watched her, she wouldn’t have fallen off that porch.”

I turned around and saw Selene slithering behind me, like a sinful viper that she always was.

I turned, my blood boiling, “Why are you here, Selene?”

“To see you suffer, cousin,” she smirked. “You stole Damian from me. Isn’t it only right I take him back?”

I exhaled sharply, my hands trembling, “He’s yours, Selene. Now leave me alone.”

“Your daughter doesn’t even look like him,” she sneered. “I bet you spread your legs for another man—”

“Are you finished?” my glare made her flinch. “My daughter is dead because your son pushed him. Are you fucking deaf or something? I said leave me alone.”

She had won. What more did she want?

“File for divorce.”

“Scared people will call you a whore?” I taunted. “Isn’t that what you are? Sleeping with a politician, then with Damian?”

“You bitch!”

Selene grabbed my hair, yanking hard. But I was too exhausted to fight back. I didn’t care if she ripped out my scalp in the process.

I’ve lost everything to Damian. 

My company.

My reputation.

My body.

My dignity.

And now, my baby.

I have nothing left.

Selene smashed my face across the wall, causing commotion in the ward. The staff were hesitant to stop her and simply watched me getting beaten into a pulp by a madwoman. 

But what else can I do? 

Selene is more powerful than me. Richer. Prettier. 

Finally she grabbed my hair and leveled my face with hers, and then she whispered:

“Hah… That’s why Damian never loved you! But don’t worry, Kierra—he won’t be sad for long. I’ll give him another baby to forget you and Lily!”