LOGINMy heart shakes and for the second time today it feels like the rug has been pulled out from under my feet.I don't... I don't know what to do for a moment. Breathing heavily, I quietly reach for my medical tablet and pull up the digital records of Elena's prenatal notes. The doctor's report of the conception will have the truth and something in me hopes against hope that Elena's lying. Something in me hopes Hudson didn't betray me in this one final way.The marriage contract between me and Hudson prohibits us from having sex with anyone else outside the marriage. That's a condition none of us can break until the end of the contract period and it's still... It's still nine months until the end of our contract.We're bound by the terms stated in our agreement till then, but I guess those terms don't mean anything to Hudson. The truth stares at me from under a neat section labeled Conception details: No IVF, Natural conception. The date matches... The night of my last miscarriage.Th
Sophia doesn't flinch as she walks over to the table and picks the divorce papers up again. She shoves them into my chest, each action, provoking and infuriating. Very unlike the woman I know.That's how I know this is real.I stare at her quietly, and most people break when I go quiet. My silence is usually a sgnal for them to start giving explanations nobody asked for, or twitchig in fear and stuttering like fools. Sophia just stands there, her spine straight and her eyes... Empty, like she's using the last of the strength left in her to stage this fight./It irritates me more than if she were crying."You're serious about this," i say at last, my voice even, controlled."Yes."She only responds with one word. No termors and no pleas attached.I walk back to my table and lean back in my chair to study her the same way I would any problem that's landed on my desk univited. Five years of marriage and this is the first time I've ever seen Sophia look like this.It makes me want to ben
Sophia doesn't flinch as she walks over to the table and picks the divorce papers up again. She shoves them into my chest, each action, provoking and infuriating. Very unlike the woman I know.That's how I know this is real.I stare at her quietly, and most people break when I go quiet. My silence is usually a sgnal for them to start giving explanations nobody asked for, or twitchig in fear and stuttering like fools. Sophia just stands there, her spine straight and her eyes... Empty, like she's using the last of the strength left in her to stage this fight./It irritates me more than if she were crying."You're serious about this," i say at last, my voice even, controlled."Yes."She only responds with one word. No termors and no pleas attached.I walk back to my table and lean back in my chair to study her the same way I would any problem that's landed on my desk univited. Five years of marriage and this is the first time I've ever seen Sophia look like this.It makes me want to ben
Sophia doesn't flinch as she walks over to the table and picks the divorce papers up again. She shoves them into my chest, each action, provoking and infuriating. Very unlike the woman I know.That's how I know this is real.I stare at her quietly, and most people break when I go quiet. My silence is usually a sgnal for them to start giving explanations nobody asked for, or twitchig in fear and stuttering like fools. Sophia just stands there, her spine straight and her eyes... Empty, like she's using the last of the strength left in her to stage this fight./It irritates me more than if she were crying."You're serious about this," i say at last, my voice even, controlled."Yes."She only responds with one word. No termors and no pleas attached.I walk back to my table and lean back in my chair to study her the same way I would any problem that's landed on my desk univited. Five years of marriage and this is the first time I've ever seen Sophia look like this.It makes me want to ben
My heart shakes and for the second time today it feels like the rug has been pulled out from under my feet.I don't... I don't know what to do for a moment. Breathing heavily, I quietly reach for my medical tablet and pull up the digital records of Elena's prenatal notes. The doctor's report of the conception will have the truth and something in me hopes against hope that Elena's lying. Something in me hopes Hudson didn't betray me in this one final way.The marriage contract between me and Hudson prohibits us from having sex with anyone else outside the marriage. That's a condition none of us can break until the end of the contract period and it's still... It's still nine months until the end of our contract.We're bound by the terms stated in our agreement till then, but I guess those terms don't mean anything to Hudson. The truth stares at me from under a neat section labeled Conception details: No IVF, Natural conception. The date matches... The night of my last miscarriage.Th
Dawn comes with the morning light filtering through the curtains of our sprawling bedroom, but It does nothing to warm the cold that's settled in my bones. I wake up alone. Again.Hudson's side of the bed is empty as usual, so that means he's probably in his office, or worse, checking in on Elena.I force myself out of bed and reach for my scrubs for work, but today is my day off so I have to put it back down. I know what's waiting for me downstairs and I dread it.Elena's high pitched laughter floats up from the kitchen as I go down the grand staircase. She's perched on a stool at the island, a mug of herbal tea in her hand and her silk robe barely covering the slight swell of her belly.Hudson leans on the marble countertop, his hand resting possessively on her shoulder as he murmurs something that makes her giggle some more. I want to sneak in, get a cup of coffee and slink back out but the moment Elena sees me, she chimes out."Morning Sophia!"Her tone is sweet, as always. Her m
Coren’s pov.I don't want Destiny to ever leave me, and I'll do anything I can to make her stay.The thought rolls around in my head as I watch her in the kitchen, apron wrapped tightly around her waist, caramel brown hair slung up in a low bun, and aromas wafting around her like a soft aura.The m
Tristan’s pov."Hold still."Jack winces in pain as I dab some ointment onto his bruised knee. As I clean, I make a silent assessment of his body.Apart from the dirt on his shirt, the shallow cuts around his legs and knees, slightly swollen eyes from crying... There's nothing to indicate he was be
I don't remember walking here.Everything since I stood up from the chair in Dr Courtney's office has been a blur, like I was walking through a dream that made me want to vomit.One moment i'm seeing the hospital doors as they close behind me, and the next i'm standing here, in front of Coren's off
Hi, my loves 🤍If you’re reading this, I want to say Thank you❤️. Whether you just found this story or you’ve already been walking with Destiny through her pain, anger, and all her struggles, I’m super grateful you’re here.This is my first author’s note, and I want to say how much it means to me t







