All Chapters of From Here, No More Us: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Cecilia slammed the study door shut and locked it, heart racing.No password on the computer. She dove in, searching like crazy.Where is it?Where is it?!Just as she was about to lose it, a shadow moved across the screen."Ah!!!"She whipped around and hit the floor.Ian stood there, calm. Blinked. Then smiled."What are you looking for?""N-Nothing!"Ian crouched, staring her down.The sweet, soft Cecilia he once knew? Gone.This girl was something else.His voice dropped to a whisper. "You knew Leah was pregnant, didn't you? You pushed her down those stairs—on purpose."Cecilia's eyes flew wide. She shook all over. "N-No! I didn't! I didn't mean to!"He stayed calm. "Then what are you doing in the study? Not here to delete anything?""I'm just curious," she said, swallowing hard, clutching her belly like it was a shield.'There's a baby inside me. Ian can't touch me.'"Is that so?" Ian gave a low chuckle. "Alright then—let's watch it together."His finger hovered

Italvia.The second Ian heard it, a jolt of relief slammed through him. He moved fast toward the door—then froze.Not yet. He couldn't go. Not now."There's still seats to Italvia. Want us to book the next flight?"He hesitated. "No. I've got things to finish first."The line went dead. Ian stood in the courtyard, alone. Overnight, fall had vanished. Winter hit like a slap.His clothes were too thin.Around this time every year, Leah would toss a coat on him and start nagging. "It's freezing. You're always sick, and you never take care of yourself. What would you even do without me?"He used to laugh it off. Back then, he thought she'd never leave—so sure she loved him. That blind faith made him careless. Careless enough to let everyone else break her.Upstairs, Cecilia was losing it, banging on the door, voice shredded from screaming."Let me out! I'm carrying your boss's child! Let me out!"The guards outside shot Ian a look. One glance at his face—stone-cold—they got the

The next few days felt like the world was crashing down on Cecilia.She couldn't stop shaking when Ian walked in.Five days later, when she was sure he'd drag her back into the ocean, he didn't.Instead, he drove her to the hospital.He stood stiff next to the exam table, staring at the monitor."Doctor, how's the baby?"The doctor checked."Everything's on track. Just keep up the checkups.""Good." Ian helped her down, voice calm. "Looks like it's growing just fine."Cecilia's legs buckled as she stared at him, no clue what he'd do next.She opened her mouth to scream—Ian leaned in, voice low."Don't bother. Everyone out there works for me."The place was dead quiet. Private hospital, totally cleared. His people only."Wh-What are you gonna do?" Her voice cracked, eyes wide.Ian let out a short laugh, reached toward her stomach.She jerked back. His hand stopped midair—but he didn't care."Come with me," he said.They shoved her into the car.It cruised toward the

Ian froze, fork halfway up, just staring."Leah—"She didn't even blink. Just kept going."I used to think we were one person. Like, if you left, I'd fall apart. If I left, you would."She laughed—soft, almost free."But I was wrong."Her eyes were clear now, lighter."We were never one. You're you, I'm me. Nobody dies just 'cause someone bails."She stood, snatched the check."This one's on me. When you're done—go home."Soon as she hit the door, Ian bolted after her, grabbing her hand.Eyes red. Voice wrecked.Like some kid who lost his favorite toy."I was wrong. All of it. It's my fault. Please... don't go."Her arm still burned from his touch. She opened her mouth—Then a car rolled up.A guy got out, walked straight over, slid an arm around her."I thought we were grabbing dinner," he said, a little annoyed."You ditched me?"Leah lit up the second she saw him. Full smile."I was starving.""You really are a little gremlin."He reached out, gave her nose a g

Leah looked down at the hand wrapped around her wrist.She'd held this hand a thousand times—back when it actually made her happy.Now? It just made her sick.She yanked her arm back without a second thought. "Mr. Fillion, try having a little dignity."Ian swayed, barely upright. That cold, formal tone knocked the air out of him. He scrambled to speak."You're here—by my bed—that means you still love me, right? I was wrong. About everything. I'll change! I PROMISE I'll change! You hate Cecilia? Cool! You'll never have to see her again, I swear!"He stared at her like she was his last shot, begging for even a flicker of the way she used to look at him.Leah lowered her eyes. "When are you gonna get it? The one I never want to see again... is YOU."She looked up, voice like ice."I might hate Cecilia, sure. But the person I hate most? That's always been you."Her stare cut through him. "You were the root of all of it, weren't you? No one forced you to lie. Or cheat. Or destroy