A poignant and emotional tale about Mia, a woman trapped in a loveless marriage that was built on a business arrangement rather than affection. Married to Kyle Branson, a successful and detached businessman, Mia's life is an unacknowledged shadow to his true love—her younger stepsister, Taylor. When Mia unexpectedly discovers she is pregnant with twins, the news shakes her world, especially since her marriage contract forbids pregnancy. As Mia grapples with the reality of carrying Kyle's children, she faces not only the crushing weight of their cold, contractual relationship but also the sting of betrayal as Kyle continues his affair with Taylor. Mia’s internal battle intensifies as she navigates the emotional turmoil of being invisible to the man she once loved and the looming secret of her pregnancy.
view moreChapter 295: The Very Special DrinksMia's POV"Don't worry," I said calmly, turning toward Taylor. "You're next."Taylor's eyes widened, but she wasn't fast enough to escape. I picked up Scarlett's martini glass and slowly, deliberately, poured the drugged alcohol over Taylor's head.The gin cascaded down her perfectly styled blonde hair in slow motion, each drop catching the amber light of the bar's expensive fixtures. The liquid soaked through the expensive strands. Ice cubes tumbled from the glass, bouncing off her shoulders and scattering across the polished marble floor with sharp, crystalline sounds."How is it?" I asked. "How does this special cocktail taste?""What the hell is wrong with you?!" Taylor screamed, violently pushing the table away from herself. The force of her movement sent chairs crashing to the floor with a thunderous clatter that seemed to reverberate through the entire establishment.The entire bar fell silent. All conversation ceased as if someone had press
Mia's POV"Has the bartender boarded the ship?" Taylor's voice carried clearly across the marble bathroom."Completely. Who would turn down a five-thousand-dollar opportunity? He'll make sure they get special drinks."The sound of a powder compact clicking shut echoed through the bathroom, followed by the metallic twist of a lipstick tube being sealed."How long will the pills take to kick in?" Ketty asked, her voice pitched lower now, more conspiratorial."Twenty to thirty minutes, depending on how much they ate today. So we need to get back there and make sure they finish drinking."Twenty to thirty minutes. Pills. Roofies.The sound of high heels clicking against marble grew louder as they moved toward the door. Taylor's laugh drifted back toward the stalls."This is almost too easy," she said. "Mia always was pathetically trusting."I flushed the toilet. I washed my hands thoroughly.I tidied my hair, smoothing down the strands that had escaped my ponytail, and checked my makeup.
Mia's POVThe bar Scarlett had chosen was exactly the kind of place she gravitated toward when she was feeling triumphant—dimly lit, expensive, and filled with the kind of men who wore watches that cost more than most people's cars.I spotted her immediately at the far end of the bar, leaning against the polished marble counter with one elegant hip cocked, her red hair catching the amber light from the overhead fixtures. She was wearing a black dress and she was absolutely radiant.The old Scarlett was back.Gone was the broken, drunk woman I'd helped to the bathroom just days ago. This version of Scarlett was vibrant, animated, flirting shamelessly with the bartender—a guy who looked like he'd stepped out of a men's cologne advertisement."And then," she was saying as I approached, her voice carrying that musical laugh I'd missed, "I told him that if he wanted to impress me, he'd have to do better than that. '"The bartender was hanging on her every word, his eyes tracking the moveme
Mia's POV"The boys are with your mom," Thomas said. "I picked them up earlier. Thought you might need some extra sleep.""What time is it?""Almost noon."I blinked in surprise. I never slept that late, not even on weekends."Thomas, " I said, moving toward the kitchen. "I can't think when I'm hungry."He followed me, his footsteps soft on the hardwood floor. In the kitchen, I went through the motions of making coffee and toast, grateful for the familiar routine. Thomas sat at the counter, watching me move around the space.My phone buzzed with notifications. I'd been ignoring it since last night, but curiosity finally got the better of me.Several missed calls from Scarlett. A string of text messages."WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK HAPPENED LAST NIGHT???""That BITCH is back???""Mia, call me RIGHT NOW.""Why aren't you answering???""If you don't call me back in ten minutes I'm calling the police to do a wellness check."The messages continued, getting progressively more worried and creativ
Mia's POVI woke up because I had to pee.My bladder felt like it was about to burst, a consequence of drinking too much wine at that goddamn cruise party. The taste in my mouth was stale and metallic.Thomas and I had fallen asleep on the sofa. We were both exhausted. His arm still wrapped around me.I tried to move carefully, not wanting to wake him, but the moment I shifted my weight, every muscle in my body protested. The expensive dress I was still wearing had twisted around my legs, the fabric wrinkled and uncomfortable against my skin.As I stood up slowly, I caught a whiff of myself and nearly gagged.I smelled really bad.Like a combination of spilled wine, expensive perfume that had gone rancid, and the lingering scent of cigarette smoke from the cruise ship. My hair felt greasy and flat against my scalp, and I could feel the sticky residue of makeup caked on my face.Thomas was still sound asleep, his dark hair falling across his forehead. His tie hung loosely around his ne
Mia's POVWe walked silently to the car.The cool night air hit my face like a slap, cutting through the fog of adrenaline.Thomas drove without asking for directions. I needed the silence. His hands gripped the steering wheel.I sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window at the flickering city lights. The familiar streets of Manhattan blurred past, but I felt disconnected from it all, like I was watching someone else's life through glass.The twins chatted softly in the backseat, processing their first cruise experience."Mama, why did that lady say mean things about us?" Alexander's voice was small, confused."Some people say mean things when they're unhappy with their own lives," I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. "It doesn't mean what they say is true.""Did we do something wrong?" Alexander asked."No, sweetheart. You two were perfect tonight. I'm proud of how brave you both were."In the rearview mirror, I saw Thomas's eyes meet mine briefly. TAfter returning home
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