TO LOVE HIM AGAIN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Sera’s POV“Shh, baby.” I rock my wailing son in my arms, my own tears threatening to fall from my eyes.His cry is piercing, and doesn’t seem to be stopping anytime soon. He’s been crying all morning, and I don’t know why.“Sweetheart,” I murmur in his ears. “Tell mommy what’s wrong. Are you hurting?”Ezra’s response is a louder cry. Tears trickle down my own cheeks, and I swipe it angrily.“You’re okay, sweetheart. You’re okay.” I don’t know if I’m telling myself or I’m telling him.A knock on my door sounds, and I’m glad to see Owen walk through. He takes one look at both of us with tears falling from our eyes, and he laughs.“When you told me there was an emergency, I didn’t know it was two!” I roll my eyes and shove Ezra into Owen’s arms. He immediately stops crying, and my jaw drops.I sniffle. “He hates me, doesn’t he?”“Of course not, Sera,” Owen replies. “You’re both having a bad day.”“What does he know about bad days? He’s only four.”Owen grins. “I used to have bad days e

Sera’s POVI was twenty when I met Adrian in college, and it wasn’t love at first sight. At twenty four, I got the video, and the news that ruined us.~Flashback~“I’m sorry,” I say into the phone, eyes watering. Adrian sighs. “I know baby, but you need to trust me.”We had our usual fight the night before. Adrian is a the quarterback captain, and it’s safe to say the ladies love him. This time, I found red lip stains on his jersey, so I got upset. He didn’t like that.“I’m trying,” I sniffle.“I have never cheated on you, and I’d never. I love you, Sera. You know that.”I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I love you, too. I’m sorry for accusing you of cheating like I always do.”“Are we good?”“Yea,” I croak, wiping my eyes. “How was the party?”I was too upset to meet him at the last party for the semester. We’re heading home today, and I’m regretting standing him up all because of red lip stains.He yawns, loudly. “It was alright, I didn't really have a lot of fun, you know

Adrian’s POVSera averts my eyes, and that’s all the confirmation I need. The resemblance is glaring, and I don’t need a fucking genie to tell me he’s mine.The same dark hair, and green eyes… very similar to mine. He looks just like my baby pictures.“You haven’t answered my question, Sera,” I snap, shallow puffs of breath leave my lungs, anger brewing in my chest.Ivy steps towards me, a hand on my back. I stiffen, turning to her. “You knew Sera had a son.”It’s not a question. Ivy’s throat bobs on a swallow, cheeks flushing.“I didn’t think you—”“You’re right,” I interrupt Ivy. “You didn’t think.”“C-can we go somewhere private?” Sera asks.“No,” I shake my head once. “Not until you answer the damn question. Who’s son is he?”She gulps, looking away. “He-he’s y-yours.”The words that leave her lips are barely audible, but I catch it. I knew it already, I just needed her to confirm it… but it still surprises me.My jaw tightens, teeth grinding on each other.“I’m about to walk out

Adrian’s POV“Ezra, please don’t!” Sera cries, clutching our son to her chest.Our son.For a split second, everything blurs — the dining table, Ivy’s pale face, the sound of her heels scraping against the floor. All I can see is Ezra’s limp body in Sera’s trembling arms. My mind can’t keep up. Just a moment ago, I was furious — too furious — and now I can’t breathe.“Sera…” The name slips from my mouth, hollow and useless. My throat burns as panic claws its way up.Ivy’s crying too, loud and shaky, calling Ezra’s name like she actually cares. But something about it feels… off. Like she’s performing grief, not feeling it.“GILLIAN!” I bark.My security chief bursts through the door, his face alert.“Tell Philip to get the car ready — now. And call the nearest hospital. Emergency.” My voice is steel, but inside, I’m chaos.He hesitates, eyes darting to Ezra’s still form, but one sharp look from me sends him running.I scoop Ezra into my arms. He’s weightless. Too weightless. My chest ac

— Sera’s POVThe wheels touch down in LA, and my stomach twists like I’m landing on another planet. Ezra’shead rests on my shoulder, his tiny breath warm against my neck. When we step out of thevehicle, the cold city air hits my face — familiar yet foreign. I stare at the old house, my oldhouse. The place that once sheltered me from every heartbreak, from every ghost of my past.I hug Ezra closer as we walk to the door. Ivy’s words echo in my head like poison on repeat.“If you know what’s good for you, just go and don’t return. Or else I’ll make your life — and yourson’s — a living nightmare.”I almost laugh. The irony. She called me obsessed, yet she’s the one desperate enough tothrow threats like confetti. I shake the thought off. She’s his fiancée. She’s entitled. And I… I’mjust the past she wants buried.Staying away from Adrian shouldn’t be that hard. Should it?The door creaks open, and the smell of home hits me — soft vanilla, old wood, faint traces ofEzra’s baby powde