Chapter 1

LydiaIn. Out. In. Out.I forced myself to take breathing exercises, gripping the mop handle tightly as I worked. I stared at my feet, trying to get a hold of myself. The work out boots I was putting on came into view, a harsh reminder of the life I was currently living. I shut my eyes tightly, wanting to block out the harsh reminder of where I was. I opened them almost immediately when the darkness only caused my nausea to heighten. I tried to resume my breathing exercise.In. Out. In. Out.It was of no use. The bleach-slick tiles blurred as my knees buckled, and the mop handle slipped from my fingers, clattering loudly against the cold floor. A sickly hum filled my ears, drowning out the prison guards’ muffled orders to get it together. I felt my body lowering and lowering until my head finally hit the ground, my vision a mix of orange and white and black. I had one second to try and steady myself. One second only.And then there was nothing.When I came to, the sterile tang of disi

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 2

Mason The whiskey burned as it slid down my throat, but the pain was a welcome distraction. I slammed the empty glass down on the counter, nodding for the bartender to pour me another cup. He hesitated for a moment - probably wondering if I’d had enough - but he didn’t say anything. They never do. Not here. This was the kind of place where questions stayed locked behind pursed lips, where broken men came to drown themselves in cheap liquor and dim lighting.I was already three glasses in, but it wasn’t working. The ache in my chest hadn’t dulled, and the image of her face kept flashing in my mind. I hadn't set my eyes on her since that night three months ago. I'd tried to visit her on different occasions after she'd started her sentence but I'd ended up reversing the car and going back home each time. There hadn't been a trial because Lydia had plead guilty. How could she not? She'd murdered my stepfather in cold blood, right in front of my mother and sister.I could never forgive he

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 3

LydiaI sat on the examination table, the paper crinkling beneath me as I shifted. My fingers twisted together, my nails digging into my palms. Gloria stood a few feet away, her back to me as she prepared whatever tools she needed for the check up. “Alright,” she said, turning back to me with a clipboard in hand. “You ready to take a look?” I nodded, even though I wasn’t sure I was. My stomach churned with nerves as she squirted the cold gel onto my abdomen and began the ultrasound. The machine beeped steadily, the faint whooshing sound of my heartbeat filling the room. “Wow," She muttered underneath her breath. I craned my neck, wanting to know what the matter was. She smiled softly, and I didn't think I was imagining the way her eyes glistened. “You're pregnant with twins,” She informed tracing two faint outlines on the screen. Twins.I wasn't carrying just one baby, but two? My hand went to my stomach. I had two tiny lives growing inside me. Two innocent souls I hadn’t planned f

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 4

Mason Dinner with my family before Lydia and I had gotten married had always felt like a ritual - a carefully choreographed performance where we danced around emotions and narrowly avoided confrontations. The sound of clinking silverware was the only thing breaking the silence as I worked through my meal. Across from me, my mother sat poised, her back straight as ever, her every movement precise and deliberate. She dabbed at the corner of her mouth with a napkin before speaking, her tone crisp enough to cut through the air."The papers are ready?" She asked, meeting my gaze. "And signed as well?" She pushed further. I darted a glance in Zoe's direction, already knowing what expression I would find on her face. My mother and I had kept our plans from her until now, knowing she would definitely have objected. Just as I'd guessed, her eyebrows were drawn together in confusion and I could see the unspoken question in her eyes. I set my fork down, taking a sip of water before meeting my

Last Updated : 2025-07-18

Chapter 5

MasonThe morning felt off. Nothing in particular had happened, yet the new day felt so old. I ignored it, pushed it down as much as possible, and focused on my morning routines.I started with my usual workout—push-ups, sit-ups, a run on the treadmill. Focusing all my thoughts and worries on the feel of my feet against the machine should have helped clear my mind, but it didn’t. It only made me more aware of how unsettled I felt.By the time I finished, I was drowned in sweat as my shirt clung to my skin. I stepped into the shower, letting the water wash over me. Even a bath couldn't soothe the ache and heaviness. I stood there longer than usual, staring at the tiles as my mind continued to run in circles.I didn’t need to think about her. I didn’t need to think about the divorce papers I was supposed to prepare. Yet, no matter how much I tried to shove it aside, Lydia’s face crept into my thoughts.I exhaled sharply, shutting off the water. Enough.Stepping out, I grabbed a towel a

Last Updated : 2025-07-22

All Chapters of My ex-husband’s nightmare: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5