LOGINPeace never really stuck around in Selana’s world. She always tried not to get too comfortable—it was pointless.Ireland had given her three days to breathe, just enough to laugh a little, sleep without nightmares, and let herself believe Keller actually saw something precious in her, not just broken pieces. She’d started to trust that feeling. She got used to it.But reality always finds a way back.This time, it slipped in through Daniel’s call. Selana stood by the hotel balcony with the rain smudging Dublin’s rooftops. Keller and her son were still knocked out in the other room; she pictured them splayed out after football highlights, peaceful and clueless. Then her phone buzzed on the nightstand, and everything inside her drew tight.Daniel.She picked up, and instantly, she could hear it.“You sound awful,” she whispered.Daniel blew out a shaky breath. “Things are getting worse.”His exhaustion woke something sharp inside her.“What happened?”“Ava crashed again last night.”Tha
Something had changed between them after the kiss.Not dramatically.Not loudly.But quietly, undeniably different.Selana noticed it the next morning before either of them even spoke.She walked calmly into the dining area, trying to avoid eye contact with him, not because she was ashamed but because a part of her was anticipating the next move.He immediately noticed her movement and lifted his eyes from his coffee when she walked in and smiled. Warm.Easy.Certain.And somehow that affected her more deeply than nervous tension would have.“Morning,” he said softly.Selena felt heat creep faintly into her cheeks. “Morning.”Her son looked between them suspiciously while chewing toast. “Why are you both smiling weirdly?”Keller answered immediately. “Adult business.”“That sounds fake.”“It usually is,” Keller replied calmly.Selena blushed as she sat beside her son,giving him a warm hug. Keller handed her a cup of coffee. She blinked slightly, relieving the taste. “You remembered
The rain had not stopped. It seemed like Ireland and rain were best buddies, as a major part of their stay had been rainy. Selana stood near the kitchen counter, pretending to organize untouched tea packets simply because she needed something to do with her hands.The conversation with her son still sat painfully inside her chest.His small voice was repeating the question over and over in her mind.Why isn’t Daddy here with us?No matter how much Marcus had hurt her, manipulated her, frightened her—Her son still loved him.And somehow that reality hurt almost more than the damage Marcus himself had caused.“I’m very sure those tea packets do not need to be arranged,” Keller said as he made his way towards her. Selena exhaled slowly without turning around. “Just thinking about something.”“More like overthinking.”“That too.”She heard his footsteps move closer until he stood beside her near the counter.Not touching.Just there.Present in the quiet way he always seemed to be when
The trip to Dublin was like a breath of fresh air when compared to their stay at Galway. The energy, streets bubbling with music from almost every corner, people laughing loudly in the cafes and pubs and the walkways packed with people despite the cold weather. For the first time since arriving in Ireland, Selana allowed herself to simply enjoy it.No investigations.No hospital updaZtes.No painful conversations about embryos or missing records.Just one normal day.At least that had been Keller’s plan.“You officially look less stressed today,” he said casually as they crossed one of the busy streets near Temple Bar that morning.Selana glanced toward him suspiciously. “That sounds like an insult.”“It’s progress.”Her son skipped ahead of them excitedly, stopping every few seconds to point at something new.Street performers.Colorful signs.A man is playing violin near the bridge.Everything fascinated him.“Mummy, can we stay here forever?”Selana laughed softly. “You say that
Rain kept tapping the hotel windows long after midnight. Ireland’s rain, she thought, had its own way about it—slower, more patient than in London. Like it just wanted to hang around, unhurried.Selana hovered by the balcony doors, wrapped in her hotel blanket, eyes locked on the black coast, dark under heavy clouds. The town below had gone still hours ago. Only the ocean waves and a stray pair of headlights slipping through mist broke the quiet.She ought to be asleep. She was exhausted. But her head just wouldn’t let her. It was crowded up there—Ava, Marcus, Elara, the little girl with dark curls. And Keller. Especially Keller.No sense pretending anymore. Something between them had shifted—sometime between quiet laughter, those glances that lingered, and how right it felt just to be next to him.The problem? She needed that feeling. Needed him, honestly. Admitting it shook her more than she wanted.“Normal people sleep at this hour, you know?”Keller’s voice slipped into the hush b
Selana woke up and, honestly, it was strange—the panic just wasn’t there. Usually it barged in, but not today. She felt something peaceful and clear as the sunlight crept through the curtains. Outside, waves rolled along the Irish coast, steady and soft. No alarms, no sirens, nobody pounding on her door. Just quiet. Real quiet.She lay in bed, staring up, letting herself sink into the gentleness of it all. Her breathing was different—fuller, deeper. Like the place handed her a scrap of calm she’d forgotten how to hold onto.Keller was at the window, drinking coffee, watching the world. When he saw her awake, he turned, his voice low and gentle. “There she is.”Selana rubbed her eyes. “How long’ve you been up?”He shrugged. “Long enough to know Irish weather doesn’t keep promises.”She laughed, actually laughed, the kind that bubbles up without thinking. Keller heard it—and that smile hit his eyes.“You laugh more here,” he said, just above a whisper.She moved slow, sitting up. “Guess
reland’s air really was different. As Selena stepped off the plane and drew a deep breath, something inside just let go. Coming here—she knew. It made sense, even if things with Elara took a nosedive. No regrets.Rain and salt rode the wind, the fields rolled out, wild and green. Honestly, the plac
The decision to go to Ireland looked like it wasn’t well thought about, but Selena couldn’t control it. She packed her boxes with impulse and speed, moving with urgency like her life depended on this move. But honestly, she knew she wasn’t being impulsive, this was very necessary. Then Elara Quin
The hospital used to be Selena's favorite place, it was where she showed one of her greatest skills, where she got to do life with her husband and now ex, where she got to work with some of the smartest minds in the industry. But lately it has been from one issue to the other. A threatened miscarri
Dusk slid in, quiet and sneaky. The air shifted—you know that feeling before you notice? Selena and Keller leaned on the balcony, soaking up the last stretch of sunlight. Keller noticed her drifting, eyes locked on something far away.He nudged her. “You okay? You got quiet all of a sudden.”Her g







