LOGINNothing obviously had changed since Leah had been away. The furniture was still arranged exactly the same way. The marble floors are polished. But something was missing.
For three years, he had never really paid attention to the small things. The coffee that was always waiting on the table every morning, documents sorted neatly before meetings, and the soft sound of someone moving around the kitchen before sunrise. Ana sat comfortably on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. When she saw him enter, she smiled brightly. “You’re late today.” She said He loosened his tie. "Work," he said, looking distracted. Ana stood from where she was sitting and walked toward him, slipping her arm through his. “You work too much, Cole. Soon everyone will know we’re together, so you should slow down and enjoy life a little." She said while unbuttoning his shirt. Cole gave a small nod, but his attention shifted to the table beside the door; there was a thin envelope on it. With the word "Hospital" on the letterhead. He frowned slightly and picked it up. For a moment he considered tossing it aside with the rest of the junk mail, but the sender caught his eye. He opened it. Inside it was a printed bill and a medical report summary. His eyes stopped on one word. Prenatal: But before he could continue reading the content, Ana stepped forward and casually took it from him. “Oh, this?” she said lightly. “Probably some hospital advertisement or mistake.” She said while tossing it inside the trash can. “It is not important.” Cole watched as she put the paper into the bin; he felt uneasy about Ana’s reaction, but he didn't say anything at that moment. The following morning he instructed his assistant to investigate the hospital and look into the records Meanwhile, across the city, Leah stood at the front of the conference room at her new job, with several executives sitting around the long table. She finished explaining the final part of her revised proposal. “If we restructure the supply chain before expansion,” she concluded calmly, “the company will avoid the projected losses within the first year.” The room was silent; an executive leaned back slowly. “Impressive.” Another whispered to his colleague, “Where did the president find her?” At the end of the table, Mark sat quietly; he said nothing during the entire meeting. Everyone in the room was trying to impress him except Elena, who was only being herself and doing her thing and didn't care about impressing him. She spoke clearly, answered questions directly, and didn’t waste time with flattery. Later that evening, Cole’s assistant had returned with the hospital report; he sat behind his desk reading it, as his grip kept getting tighter as he read the content on the paper: the pregnancy confirmation, emergency admission, severe bleeding, and miscarriage. He remembered the last conversation he had with Elena about the baby; he had asked her to remove it, and he had been cold. At the time, he had believed he was being rational. Now the memory was haunting him. The door opened quietly, and his assistant stepped inside. “Sir, I have retrieved the remaining hospital records you requested.” Cole nodded. “Leave them," he replied. His assistant placed the file on the desk and hesitated before speaking again. “There is… one more detail you should see.” Cole flipped through the pages, but he stopped when he saw the emergency contact authorization; it was signed by someone else. It was Ana’s. “That day,” he said slowly, “she told me she was going home to rest.” The assistant lowered his gaze. “There’s also security footage, sir.” He played the video on his tab Leah was rushed to the hospital bleeding. A nurse supported her as they hurried inside. Several minutes passed before another figure appeared. It was Ana; she walked directly to the reception desk. Then the video showed her speaking privately with the doctor. Cole’s expression hardened. “Play the next clip.” His assistant hesitated, but he obeyed. The next video showed the doctor reaching for his phone, but Ana stopped him before he could dial She said something to the doctor, and he paused, then slowly lowered his phone. Cole’s hand clenched around the tablet. “She told them not to contact me,” he said quietly. The assistant nodded. “Yes, sir.” For a long moment, the office was silent. Cole’s gaze drifted toward the window. He remembered Leah standing in front of him weeks ago. Her eyes were red. "This is your child.” And he had told her to remove it. He had thought she was trying to force him, trying to trap him. But the hospital report told a different story; she had tried to keep the baby and when everything went wrong… She had been alone. That night, when Cole got home, "Explain," he said while tossing the tab at her. The smile on Ana’s face faded as she struggled to find her words. For the first time Cole went to Leah’s quarter, the closet door was open, but there was nothing inside; every trace of Leah was gone For the first time, he imagined a child in the house, running, playing. He clenched his fist; this was gone because of him. He picked up his phone and called his assistant. “Find out who hired her." His assistant hesitated for a moment before answering. “She’s working at Mark’s Corporation.’’ Mark’s Corporation, his family’s biggest rival. A frown crossed his face.Nothing obviously had changed since Leah had been away. The furniture was still arranged exactly the same way. The marble floors are polished. But something was missing.For three years, he had never really paid attention to the small things. The coffee that was always waiting on the table every morning, documents sorted neatly before meetings, and the soft sound of someone moving around the kitchen before sunrise.Ana sat comfortably on the sofa, scrolling through her phone. When she saw him enter, she smiled brightly.“You’re late today.” She saidHe loosened his tie. "Work," he said, looking distracted.Ana stood from where she was sitting and walked toward him, slipping her arm through his.“You work too much, Cole. Soon everyone will know we’re together, so you should slow down and enjoy life a little." She said while unbuttoning his shirt.Cole gave a small nod, but his attention shifted to the table beside the door; there was a thin envelope on it. With the word "Hospital" on t
The next morning I woke up in my friend’s house. I touched my stomach instinctively; the divorce is done without drama, the baby is gone, and the marriage is over. “I will not go back," I told myself. "This is going to work; I will do everything that it takes."Selena was my friend in high school; now she works at a high-end fashion boutique store. There was a soft knock on my door, breaking me from my thoughts.“Come in," I said while sitting up. We shared a long hug before finally pulling away.‘Hope you slept well,' she asked "Yes, I did. Thank you for allowing me to stay; I wouldn't know where to go without you.” “Do not worry, Leah; I will always have your back. " We shared a warm moment, remembering sweet memories from high school, laughing, before she finally asked.“What do you want to do now?” Selena asked“I need to look for a job. Are there vacancies at your place of work?"“There are no vacancies in my department, but I will work for another department when I get to wor
I was dragged down the hallway despite my desperate pleas of innocence. My screams echoed against the cold walls.His stance remains defiant towards me while he attends to my sister. Over his shoulder, a wicked smile crossed Ana’s face as she watched me being dragged. At that moment, I wanted to rip her apart.I watched as Cole carried my sister in his arms to the hospital; moments later, I was thrown into a dark room, and the door slammed shut.That night, I was not given any food, and my stomach kept rumbling in hunger. The next morning, a loud bang woke me up. The door swung open.Cole stood in the doorway, anger written all over his face. Before I could speak, he rushed to where I was, slamming my back against the wall and grabbing me by my throat. “You refuse to know your place, and I am going to teach you." He said coldly.I tried to fight back, but he was stronger than I am. "Leave me alone." "You want her; you can have her to yourself, all you want. I do not care," I said as I
I stumbled back and rested my hand on the wall to support myself; I could not believe what I was hearing.“What do you mean?” I asked him“We are not ready, Leah; things like this take preparation, and we are not prepared, Leah."I could not believe my ears. “I am not removing my baby," I said backA flash of irritation crossed his face. Grabbing my hands, I could see that he was losing his patience. “Don’t make this difficult for the both of us," he said between teeth. “You are removing the child in your belly, and that is final.”I could not control my tears anymore at this point.“Sister, are you trying to play the victim? Are you forcing a pregnancy on Cole, or is this all a charade to get his attention?” She said, “Are you that desperate? Don't worry, I and Brother Cole were only discussing work matters and not what you are thinking, so please stop twisting the facts” Ana cut in."What are you even saying? Can you hear yourself?" At this point I was using all the strength I had i
“Congratulations, Mrs. Leah. You are two weeks pregnant!”"My home doctor, Mr. Smith," he announced, offering me the pregnancy test report with a smile on his face. “Thank you," I said with a smile and shook his hands in excitement. I did not want to show too much excitement in his office, but I was almost breaking with the news I just received now. I have been married to Cole for 3 years. I did not know I was going to be pregnant now, but regardless, I was happy; this meant I was going to be a mother. “It’s a call for celebration." I muttered and gently massaged my belly.I left his office, hoping to break the news to my husband, Cole, tonight. Maybe a baby would make his heart grow fond. I walked down the hallway, looking for Cole. "Mrs. Bryan, you are back home." I turned to find his secretary, just around the corner, coming out from one of the rooms. He had a slightly worried expression on his face, but I did not think much of it.“Have you seen my husband? " I asked, a little







