LOGINThe 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 Quinn entered the picture, and everything changed. Ever since the secret of the embryos had gone out, she had had a little longing to find the embargo that was used for the external test, and she really wondered who it was. Now, she finally had a name, a face, a child….her child. Selena couldn’t let it go. Especially after seeing Ava in the hospital.Her swollen face clearly from being beaten up, how cold her hands were and how much pain she imagined she was going through. It hurts her and that image was what was driving her to know more about the truth. She zipped up her suitcase, then stopped, stuck in her thoughts.Keller’s voice brought her back. “Are you ready?”She glanced up. He leaned
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 miscarriage and now Ava struggling for her life and she blamed herself. If they had not tried to locate her, she wouldn't be in this state. If they hadn’t pressed her for more information, maybe she would have been enjoying her life now. But here she was. As they walked down the hospital hallway, Selena could not show off the guilt she felt. Keller stood close as usual and she was grateful for his steady presence. They appeared by the door of her room. Room 312.Selena wasn’t sure of what to expect once that door opened. Her hands shook as she held on to the door handle, not sure if she should go ahead or wait. “You don’t have to do this right now,” Keller said quietly. “I really want to know.
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 gaze stayed glued to the horizon. “Can’t stop thinking about Ava. And… something else. You remember the embryo we found? The external one? I keep wondering where it ended up, who has it. I can’t shake it.”Her phone rang, slicing through the silence. She answered immediately, like she’d been waiting.“Daniel?” Her voice tightened up.“I found her,” he said—straight to it.Selena’s heart skipped. “Where?”“Private hospital. Totally off the books. Took a ton of digging just to confirm she’s there.”She started pacing, words tumbling out. “How bad is she? What happened?”Daniel’s silence felt heavy. “She’s in critical condition.”Selena stopped dead. “Wait. Critical? What do you mean?”“She’s in
Selena barely paid any attention to what was happening in the news at first—just sitting in the living room, laptop open, staring past the screen. Her mind was everywhere. The silence pressed in, thick and heavy, like the air before a storm. Last night lingered—her shoulders ached, her body felt slow, like she’d slept in a place meant for waiting, not resting.Her phone buzzed. She flinched, glanced, figuring it was Daniel or just another reminder. Usually, she let these things go unread. But this time? She stopped cold. Her own name glared at her from a headline.She hovered, hands above the screen, half expecting it, half horrified. She read.“Businesswoman Selena Hart Faces Emotional Breakdown Amid Ongoing Personal Disputes.”The words felt bigger than the screen. Her brain stumbled. Then it hit—hard, sharp, like a punch to the chest.She squeezed the phone, knuckles pale.Across the room, Keller caught the change. “What is it?” His tone was calm but his eyes locked onto hers.Sele
The smell hit Selena before anything else—warm, sweet, drifting right through the walls. She stayed there for a bit, buried under her covers, feeling heavy but not overwhelmed like yesterday. The pain had eased up, almost enough to ignore. Instead, she felt this weird peace settling in. The scent got sharper—eggs, maybe pancakes, definitely butter.She opened her eyes. Sunlight spilled onto her bed, all soft gold, making the room look like nothing bad had really happened. She let herself believe it for a second.But then it all crept back. Marcus. Yelling. She remembered the fear that had filled her last night. Her hand immediately went to her belly; she felt less tense but was sure she still needed the rest. “I really hope you’re doing well….” She said to her baby. The loud bang of pots downstairs brought her attention back to reality. Selena carefully sat up in bed, adjusted herself, and tried to stand up, but a dizzy spell hit her. She sat back and waited for it to completely go
Selena spent the next hour with her son, trying to get him back to bed after the circus event his father just threw. She herself was still a bit shaken up, her body seemed to be telling her she needed to rest. The next major thing to do was to change the locks as she would never have imagined Marcus coming to cause such drama and a restraining order was definitely going to be in place going forward. Well after her son was settled again, a few hours after Marcus had caused so much trouble. She still felt very weak and tired. They heard a knock on the door, must be the police coming back for the detailed report. “I’ll get it, Keller said,” as he walked towards the main door. She rested on the couch, suddenly getting a headache, her hands moved to her belly as usual, all her hopes were that how Marcus had dragged her earlier had not caused any strain or stress on the baby, but there was still an unsettled feeling that wouldn’t fade.On the other side of the room, two officers stood







