Klein: As I drove back to the Packhouse from the hospital I couldn't help but ponder on what the Doctor had told me, on one hand, I was relieved that I wasn't hallucinating or wrong, and on the other hand I was worried that my fears were confirmed. It was a win and loss for me, he had gone ahead to tell me that I was fine and it only happened because of stress, and visiting places where I've been before or people I've known before would trigger my memory and make me remember what I'm forgetting. I pulled up in the garage and went straight inside, wondering what I would do with the case of my missing memory and how long it would take before I recovered them all. The gut feeling that I was forgetting probably the most important aspect of my existence was taunting. "Baby." A feminine voice called out. I almost flinched but I managed to compose myself and smiled seeing that it was only Mirabel, I was relieved seeing that she was back as I was beginning to get worried as well of wh

Selene: My plans seemed to be going pretty well after I had managed to sleep with Jackson. He was less violent with me and even tolerated my presence. I took this as he was gradually open to me and in just a matter of time; he'll be mine. I went to his room in search of him and stopped by the door as I saw he was on a call. Turned out he was speaking to Roselyn and he was begging her not to take the twins away from him. I could feel the desperation in his tone and how badly he wanted to be involved in their lives but I was against it and there was no way I would stand back and watch it happen. He loves the kids no doubt but their presence would mean a connection with Roselyn, as long as they were in his life Roselyn would also be there and it was safer to just cut the communication off. After he dropped the call, I walked in. "You should listen to her," I stated. Jackson turned back to look at him, he looked exhausted and miserable like he had aged so much in a short perio

Roselyn: I paced to and fro, restless. The day we've all been waiting for has arrived, the outcome of today will be the determinant if I get to keep my children or not and it's freaking me out. Talia; bless her soul, the poor girl had been trying all morning to keep my calm but I couldn't remain calm, I was curious, nervous, and scared. There was only one person I knew who could help with my anxiety. I reached for my phone and called Noah. "Where are you?" I asked, with a note of urgency in my tone. "Relax Roselyn, you've got this." He said, reassuring. "Of course I can't, you're not here, when are you going to come?" I asked, curiously. "I'll be there pretty soon Rose, I give you my word." He promised. I heaved a sigh of relief. "You're my support system, I'm not sure I can do this without you," I confessed. He chuckled softly. "Rose, you've got this and who said I won't be there to support you? I'll be there, we'll win this thing, I promise." He replied. I felt an instant r

Roselyn: The Next Day.. I stood on the airplane stairs with Hayden in my arms, staring into the far distance just lost in thoughts for a moment. I felt a little bit jaded, maybe it was because of the traveling or the whole court case. I descended the airsteps with careful strides and one of my maids drew my bags from behind while Talia had Jayden in her hands, the boys were both asleep. Just as we landed on the tarred floor, one of my convoys was already waiting for me at the side of the plane smiling at me. A professional courtesy nonetheless but I smiled back at him. “You are very much welcome, my lady,” he said with a bow. “Thank you,” I replied. “Please come with me.” He politely gestures for me to keep moving forward. I obliged and as they headed towards the rows of black jeeps that parked he engaged me in a small talk. “I hope you enjoyed your flight.” “Yes thank you very much, I hope I didn't keep you waiting,” I said. “Not at all,” I smiled. They reached the

Klien: My eyes widened and I wiped my face off with my palm. I felt tired and I finally opened my eyes looking around trying to remember where I was. I remembered how I got here and I remembered how it had to do with me drinking myself to stupor. I looked beside me and I found Alpha Jackson sleeping on the couch and it all made sense. I remembered the conversation we had while drinking and everything came back. I stood up and shrugged it off waking him up. “Alpha, wake up, it’s morning already,” I said I was talking to him by his shoulder but he didn’t fully wake up. “Do you need me to call a maid to carry you to your bedroom? ” I muttered but there was still no response. I sighed, picking him up and resting him on my shoulders. “Why did he have to drink so much if he knew he couldn’t handle it?” I thought inwardly. I knew I couldn’t leave him here so I carried him to his room and placed him on his bed. I wondered how someone could sleep so heartedly, throughout the journey