LOGINNo” she whispered to herself in disbelief. A sense of dread fell over her. She had to be imagining things. Wesley would never betray her. But as Emily came to a stop in front of her bedroom door,she knew the truth was staring her in the face. Engulfed by rage, she burst the door open,only to come face-to-face with a horror scene. Her husband was in bed with no other person than her sister…
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Emily stared blankly at the doctor, wondering if she had heard right. “What?” “You're pregnant.” The doctor reiterated with a smile. A ball of joy went off in her heart. “Oh my God!! I'm pregnant..are you sure? Is this for real?” The doctor handed over the test results to her. “I'm sure. You're pregnant, Mrs Sterling.” She received the paper with trembling hands. It was right there. Her eyes went over the positive remark a million times. It didn't change. Emily jumped to her feet. “Oh my God!! I can't believe this, I'm really pregnant.” She could feel her tears of joy threatening to spill. The doctor only grinned at the excited woman. “I have to tell my husband. Thank you so much.” She was almost jumping as she left the Doctor's office. At once, she dug out her phone from her purse and dialed her husband's number. It rang while she drummed her nails against her thighs with impatience. One ring,two ,three and no answer. “C'mon Wesley. Pick up” she muttered loudly. Eager to deliver the good news, she called again. Still no answer. Emily sighed and scrolled through to another number. The other end picked up on the second ring. “Hello,Wesley Sterling's office. How can I help you?” a female voice rattled out. “Jamie, it's me,Emily.” “Mrs Sterling.” the woman answered in recognition. “Yes, Is Wesley in?” “No, Mr Sterling went home an hour ago.” Emily was surprised but it quickly turned to another wave of excitement. The universe was aligning for her. It would be so much better to tell him the news in person. “Alright.Thank you, Jamie” she said swiftly before hanging up. It took a lot of self-control not to straight-up run towards the parking lot. However, she managed to walk, grinning from ear to ear and not caring if people thought she was crazy. As soon as Emily was in the safety of her car, she let out an excited scream. It had been four years since she had married Wesley straight out of college. They had just celebrated their marriage anniversary a week ago and it was perfect. Wesley had gone all out with the fancy dinner and expensive bracelet. He was the perfect husband and he was about to become the perfect father. She felt giddy. Her pregnancy was going to be the best anniversary present ever. Emily smiled even more as she came across different billboards with Wesley's handsome face. In bold letters, the words became replaying: “FIVE DAYS TO THE RELEASE OF “MURDER ON THE BLOCK”.” “WATCH OUT FOR BESTSELLING AUTHOR,WESLEY- STERLING'S NEW BOOK.” The book wasn't even released yet but it had become the biggest sensation in the book community. Fans were itching with eagerness and even the editors had predicted it was going to be his biggest book ever. Emily felt a proud mama bear moment. No one except her and Wesley knew she was the brain behind all his books. Years ago, they had both met during their freshman year of college and became friends because of their shared love of books. Emily wanted to become a famous writer one day and so did Wesley. It didn't take long to realize they shared so much in common and most of their future dreams aligned. Before their second year, they were joined at the hip. By the time he asked her to be his girlfriend,it was no surprise that she said yes. Wesley submitted his first big manuscript during their final year. They both thought it was going to be a big hit but were surprised when it was sent back with horrible criticisms. Wesley took the fall hard and was almost drained of all his ambitions. He stopped writing and it broke her heart to see him so broken. Without his knowledge, she submitted her manuscript in his name. It was accepted. The contract money changed their lives forever. That same semester, Wesley proposed to her and they bought their first house. Over the years,they continued the arrangement of her being his ghost writer and every single one of his books were a hit. They had money,a nice house and a very good life. Except when his mother would frequently pop in to ask when she would give her grandkids. Jane had always been a thorn in her flesh. Since Wesley was her only child, all she wanted were grandchildren that would carry on the family name. Emily chuckled. Finally, the Good Lord had answered her prayers. She couldn't wait to see the look on Jane's face when she broke the news. The thought of her mother-in-law gave Emily a brilliant idea. She pulled over the car to the side of the road and picked up her phone. She giggled as she typed the message. “Please come over to the house, I have a very important announcement to make. Love you.” She forwarded the message to her whole family including Jane. Her heart leapt for joy when she saw Wesley's car parked outside the house. She quickly killed her engine and ran inside, ready to spill the news. He wasn't in the living room or the kitchen. She jogged up the stairs towards their bedroom. Emily was about to yell out his name when a sound made her stop in her tracks. Just when she thought she had imagined things, she heard it again. Her legs felt wobbly and her whole body seemed like it was about to shut down. With each step she took, the intimate sounds got louder. “No” she whispered to herself in disbelief. A sense of dread fell over her. She had to be imagining things. Wesley would never betray her. But as Emily came to a stop in front of her bedroom door,she knew the truth was staring her in the face. Engulfed by rage, she burst the door open,only to come face-to-face with a horror scene. Her husband was in bed with no other person than her sister…Emily’s POVThe restaurant lights cast a golden glow over the table, soft and forgiving, as if even the room itself wanted to give us this fragile truce.Hours had passed since that first heavy silence, yet I still found myself glancing across the table at Ava and Ezra as though I had to keep checking, checking that this wasn’t a dream, that they were really here, that we were all still sitting together without the old wounds bleeding us dry.Ava was smiling, her cheeks flushed from laughter. Ezra’s hand rested casually on hers, a small gesture but one that spoke volumes. Across from me, Alex leaned close, his arm brushing mine on the seat. There was an ease to him tonight, something I hadn’t seen in far too long.And me, I felt lighter. As though some invisible chain I had dragged behind me for years had finally fallen away.When the plates were cleared and the laughter had settled into something quieter, we spilled out onto the street.The night air was cool, crisp with the kind of
Chapter 119Ava’s PovI’d been nervous before. Nervous before work presentations, before interviews, before seeing Ezra again but this, this was a different kind of nerves.Dinner with Alex and Emily. The four of us at one table. The thought was almost absurd, like we were characters in some play where every line carried the weight of the past.Ezra’s hand found mine as we stepped into the restaurant. His grip was steady, grounding, and I clung to it like it was the only thing keeping me upright.“You’re quiet,” he murmured as the host led us through the dimly lit space.“I’m trying not to throw up,” I admitted, and that earned a soft laugh from him.“You’ll be fine,” he said, but I could feel the tension in him too. His shoulders were a little too stiff, his jaw a little too tight.The host stopped at a corner booth and there they were.Alex looked up first, his expression unreadable, though I saw the flicker of surprise, maybe even relief when he spotted Ezra. Emily sat beside h
Ezra’s POVThe city outside my window hummed like it always did, a low, constant pulse of life that made silence impossible but somehow made the quiet moments feel sharper.I stood by the counter, pouring two glasses of wine, listening to Ava’s soft laugh from my couch.She was curled up there, barefoot, legs tucked beneath her, wearing one of my hoodies like she’d always belonged in it. Her hair was still damp from the rain we’d gotten caught in earlier, curling at the ends, clinging to her neck.It hit me then how easy this was, how natural it felt. For years I’d kept myself carefully walled off from anything that looked like romance, like intimacy. But Ava had slipped through the cracks before I even realized the walls were crumbling.I brought her the wine and sat beside her. “Here.”“Thanks.” She took the glass, fingers brushing mine, and gave me that small, knowing smile she had, half shy, half dangerous. “You’re quiet tonight.”“I’m thinking,” I admitted.“About what?” She tuck
Emily’s PovThe walk back from the restaurant felt endless.Every step was heavy with Jace’s words, echoing in my head like a song I couldn’t turn off.“I wouldn’t make you doubt yourself.”“You don’t have to keep bleeding for someone just because you loved him first.”“Love should be simple.”God.He was right. On some level, I knew he was.Being with Jace would be easy. He’d never once made me feel like I was too much, or not enough, or anything in between. He saw me, he really saw me and wanted me, even when I was at my lowest.And yet…When I closed my eyes, it wasn’t Jace’s voice I heard. It wasn’t his arms I remembered wrapping around me last night. It wasn’t his whisper that had pulled me out of the darkness I’d been drowning in for months.It was Alex.“I love you.”The words he’d finally spoken, the ones I’d waited for, clung to me like a second skin, and no matter how hard I tried to shake them, they rooted deeper, steadying me in a way Jace’s certainty couldn’t.By the time
The sunlight dragged me awake before I was ready.For the first time in weeks, I hadn’t fallen asleep alone. Alex’s warmth had been beside me, his words still wrapped around me like an anchor.I love you.They echoed in my mind, soft and steady, soothing every jagged corner of my heart.But when I blinked awake, he was gone.The sheets were still warm where he’d been, the faint trace of his cologne lingering in the air. A folded note sat on the nightstand.My chest tightened as I reached for it.Didn’t want to wake you.Call me when you’re ready.I meant every word -Alex.I pressed the note against my lips, torn between relief and fear. Relief that he was finally fighting for me the way I’d always wanted. Fear that letting myself believe him again might be the biggest mistake of my life.The day stretched forward, heavy with possibilities I wasn’t sure I wanted to face.I was making coffee when my phone buzzed. For a split second, I thought it was Alex, but when I glanced at the scre
Alex's PovThe moment stretched between us, heavy but alive. Emily’s words, “I don’t know if I can forgive you, but I’m listening” kept echoing in my chest like the only lifeline I’d been thrown in weeks. Listening meant hope. Listening meant I hadn’t lost her completely. I didn’t push closer right away. One wrong move and she’d shut me out again. Instead, I let myself breathe in the quiet, breathe her in, the lavender and candle smoke lingering on her skin, the warmth of her presence that I’d missed more than I could admit. Her eyes flicked down, then back up, guarded but soft around the
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