LOGINAll through the night, sleep was far away from me. Immediately the sun rose in the sky, I packed my things, not leaving a single one behind, and started out of the house.
Jacob had not come home last night, obviously he had spent the night with Ella. But I refused to let it bother me now, after all, she was the one he had loved from the start. Dragging my suitcases down the stairs, my phone beeped, coming alive with a message. My heart clenched as I saw the name "Ella" on the screen. [I hope you know now that you have been nothing but an obstacle in Jacob and I relationship. Do the needful without delay.] I scoffed, feeling anger rise in my blood. How dare she order me to leave my own husband for her? If only she knew how much I wanted to be done with him myself. I didn't spare her text a second glance before shoving my phone down my bag. I could only hope that Jacob would show up at court, because if he didn't, then I would have no choice than to release the video of him and Ella. And he probably knew how much damage that would cause for him. As I had suspected, Jacob showed up at court. Jaws clenched and expression stern. He wore a mask of frown, not even glancing towards me as he arrived hours later than expected. But I could see through that veil he had put up, the way his breath was uneven, his fist that clenched at his side. He had not expected me to drag things out for this long, he thought it was all a bluff, but after my text this morning letting him know I was not a joker, he just had to show. He finally walked towards me, a storm rising in those calm blue eyes. "Do you have any idea what you are doing?" His voice was gentle, unlike the monster that came at me last night. "If you hadn't been so obsessed with me, none of this would have happened." His voice was laced with defeat in contrast with the storm that burnt in his eyes. He was trying to manipulate me. I almost scoffed a laugh. It hurt my pride to know that this had been plotted before we even got married and I was no more than a puppet in his eyes. "It's too late for all your tricks Jacob," as softly as the words left my mouth, i felt my heart drowning. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't started sleeping with my sister." Those words left a bitter taste in my mouth. I managed to keep myself together. Taking out the documents, I placed them between us and held out a pen for him. He stared at me, reluctant to take the pen. "If you don't sign these papers right now, I swear I'll post that video. I'm not bluffing and you know that." I kept my voice firm, hiding how much I trembled on the inside. His hands clenched, teeth gritted in anger. I felt my heart skip a beat, afraid he was going to find a way to ruin this one as well. He snatched the pen from me and drew his signature on the paper. Tossing the pen my way, he grumbled. "You will regret this Blaire. I promise." His tone was sharp, spilling with hate. "No man will ever want a used product like you, you will never find someone to love you. You will come crawling back to me, begging me to take you, then it will be too late." For the first time in five years, I felt a weight lift off my chest. My heart's burden had lightened. I smiled. "I don't need a man like you Jacob and I pray that we never cross paths again." His eyes beamed with surprise, his resolve wavering. Then a smirk formed on his lips, "Let's see how long you will last before you break." His words made me stiffen, wondering if they were true. To make things worse, he leaned in closer, "you know you have nothing, you depend wholly on me. How do you plan to survive?" His voice brushed against my skin as a soft whisper. Pulling away, the last thing I saw was his smug smile as I rushed out of the courthouse, desperate for a breather. But things only got worse. The bright blonde hair of Ella caught my eyes, her plum red lips spread into a smile as she saw me. "My darling," her voice haunted me. "I can't even begin to wonder how you must be feeling." I scoffed a laugh. "Isn't this what you always wanted?" She clicked her tongue as if offended, "my dear, I never wanted you to find out cause I know how fragile your little heart is. Mum did this, not me." My chest stuffed with anger, my blood boiled and every breath became a challenge. Before I even knew it, my hands swung at her face, hitting her hard enough to make her stumble. She stared at me, feeling the same way as myself. Disbelief. Shock. A hand suddenly gripped me by the forearm, spinning me backwards. A hard slap pressed against my face where I stood, teary eyed, I looked up to see my mother's face. "How dare you hit your sister? You useless brat! Are you trying to make her as ugly as you?!" She spat at my face. My eyes caught the sight of Jacob coming out of the courthouse, I could not let him see me this way. Without responding, I rushed into the cab waiting for me and gave him my best friend's address. After what seemed like an eternity, the cab arrived at her place and she was waiting outside for me. Jessica rushed towards me, arms opened and enveloping me in a bear hug. My tears stung at my eyes but I forced a smile to my face. It was over. Five whole years. Over.I turned in bed only to realize I was alone. Sitting up in bed, I reached for my phone on the lamp stand and checked the time. It was already past evening.Throwing on the first cloth I could find, I went downstairs to check where he could have gone while I was asleep.To my surprise, the entire house was empty except for myself. Jessica was still out having fun with Gemma like I had instructed her to but Fabian was no where to be found. I rushed back upstairs to get my phone. That was when I noticed a message that had skipped my eyes earlier. [In case I'm not back by the time you're awake, I got an urgent call from work and I had to attend to it. So sorry for leaving so abruptly but I didn't want to wake you up. [I hope I'll be back before you wake up but if I'm not then enjoy the chocolate I got you. I wanted to get you something as sweet as you but apparently it doesn't exist. I love you and I will see you soon.]For some reason, the moment I read the words "i love you" my heart
THIRD POV Unfortunately, Ella didn't notice the change of expression on Damian's face as she asked him to destroy Blaire. She was too busy plotting evil in her head. Damian smiled to hide the anger rising inside of him. "And how do you want me to achieve that?" He set his phone in recording and placed it casually on the bed. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it back to think for a second. "Hmm… I don't know actually. Aren't you the one fucking her? You should know how to do it since you managed to maneuver your way into her life. "I should be the one asking you how you plan to do it. But since you have asked me, I'll share some ideas with you." She sat up properly and spoke in a calm voice. "Maybe you can find a way to make her trust you completely, then you can start drawing all of her secrets from her, starting from who the father of her child is." She squinted thoughtfully. Damian himself was interested in finding out who the father of the child was. He decided to ask.
I climbed onto the bed and sat down, waiting for him to follow my lead. But he just stood there, smiling at me. I couldn't help but to smile back. I tapped my lap and stretched out my hand towards him. "Come here." He chuckled softly and finally climbed the bed. "What do you want us to do, my darling angel?" He asked in a low and somewhat seductive tone that made my cheeks heat up. I couldn't stop smiling just from looking at his face. "I'm going to help you fall asleep, you look so exhausted." I cupped his face in my palms and looked into them. Fatigue was not enough to describe what I saw in them. It made my heart break. "Rest your head on my lap, I will help you fall asleep so you can be well rested before going back to your place." He froze, staring at me like he didn't understand what I was talking about. When he finally moved, he cleared his throat softly and laid down on my legs like I had instructed him. There was a hint of disappointment in his dark and magical eyes but
THIRD POV Fabian sat down next to the woman he had come to love most in the entire world. The past few days had been nothing but hectic yet somehow being around her was just enough to bring him the long awaited solace he so desperately needed. He felt his heart warm up as she placed her hand on his and squeezed on it gently. It felt so good to know that she was finally giving them a chance. He hated hospitals more than ever. The fact that he had said goodbye to his first love in that same hospital was haunting. When he called and was told that Blaire was unconscious, his heart stopped beating for more than a moment. Several thoughts began to run through his head. Maybe he was cursed or something, maybe all his lovers were predestined to die, maybe he was not meant to love anyone because it would end tragically. None of it would have made any sense to him because he didn't really believe in superstitions like curses but if something bad were to happen to Blaire as well then it wo
Her soft voice caught my ear as she spoke up after a short silence. "Can I get some time to think about it?" I nodded with a smile on my face. "No problem. Just don't take too long to think about it or else by the time you finally make up your mind, you'll be delivering that baby."She laughed, soft, hearty and sincere. Almost as if he had been waiting for our conversation to end, Fabian walked back inside the room with a smiling Gemma running around him with her tiny legs and playing like never before. Fabian's smile was no lesser. It was like he was sincerely happy to have her around him. I had never seen my own daughter smile so much before. Her laughter rang through the room as she kept playing with him. Then Fabian took her to her toys to distract her while he came over to my bed. He sat down at the edge and took my hand in his. "Are you okay? Do you feel strange inside? If yes then let me know so I can explain everything to the doctor." His voice was soft as he spoke. I sh
I stared at her, waiting for her to say something, but it was like she was waiting for me to do the same. The silence dragged on for a moment more before I finally cut through it. "You were going to abort an innocent baby?" The words left my mouth harsher than I had intended. She stared at me in the same silence, eyes falling to her fingers that fiddled nervously together. I continued, managing to reduce the hardness in my tone. "Are you okay?" She looked up at me, surprised by my question. Then she nodded and her gaze fell back down to her fiddling fingers. Thankfully though, there was a visible calm on her face this time. She still didn't speak to me. She probably didn't have any words to express how sorry she was and how much she regretted keeping it from me until it was too late. I reached out and placed my hand on hers, trying to calm her down. A sigh drew from our mouths almost in unison and she looked up at me and smiled. I finally had the courage to ask all of my questi







