All Chapters of Married To My Sister's fiance : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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The Deepening Night

Ava’s POVThe hospital room felt smaller as the hours stretched into the night. The monitors continued their steady rhythm beside the bed, the soft beeps a constant reminder that everything was being watched. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body heavy with exhaustion from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side had become a deep, unrelenting pressure that pressed on me with every breath. It flared with every small movement, every time I tried to shift positions, every time the baby kicked particularly hard. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the movements like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan had barely left my side. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.“How are you feeling right now

the deepening vigil

Ava’s POVThe hospital room had become a place where time moved in slow, measured beats. The monitors continued their steady rhythm beside the bed, tracking every heartbeat and every small change. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body heavy with the kind of tiredness that came from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side pressed on me constantly now, a deep, unrelenting pressure that flared with every small movement or deep breath. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the baby’s kicks like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan had barely left my side. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked softly when he saw my eyes open. His thumb stroked slow circles

The Edges of Control

Ava’s POVThe hospital room had taken on a rhythm that felt both familiar and endless. The monitors continued their steady beeping beside the bed, each sound a small reminder that everything was being watched closely. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body heavy with the kind of tiredness that came from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side had become a deep, unrelenting pressure that pressed on me with every breath. It flared with every small movement, every time I tried to shift positions, every time the baby kicked particularly hard. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the movements like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan had barely left my side. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.

The Turning Point**

Ava’s POVThe hospital room had grown familiar in a way that made my chest feel tight. The monitors beeped in their steady rhythm, the soft blue light casting long shadows across the walls. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body heavy with exhaustion from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side had become a deep, unrelenting pressure that pressed on me with every breath. It flared with every small movement, every time I tried to shift positions, every time the baby kicked particularly hard. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the movements like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked softly when he saw my eyes open. Hi

Home

Ava’s POVThe drive home from the hospital felt different this time. The city lights passed in soft blurs outside the window, and for the first time in days I wasn’t hooked up to monitors. The doctor had finally agreed we could go home — the contractions had slowed, my blood pressure had come down enough, and the baby was still strong. But the instructions were clear: strict bed rest at home, no stress, someone with me at all times.Ethan drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on my thigh, his thumb stroking slow circles. He hadn’t said much since we left the hospital, but I could feel the tension in his shoulders. He kept glancing at me, checking.“You okay?” he asked for the third time since we pulled out of the parking lot.I nodded and placed my hand over his. “I’m okay. The baby is moving well. It feels good to be going home.”He squeezed my thigh gently. “We’re not taking any chances. Bed rest means bed rest. I’m working from home until the doctor clears you. No

The Home That Felt Fragile

Ava’s POVThe penthouse felt both familiar and strange after the hospital. The big bed, the city view through the tall windows, the quiet hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen — everything was the same, but nothing felt quite right. I lay propped up against the mountain of pillows Ethan had arranged, my hand resting on my belly. The baby moved in slow, steady rolls, each kick a small comfort that reminded me we were still holding on.Ethan had turned the bedroom into a permanent care station. His laptop sat on the small table beside the bed, and he worked from the chair next to me, answering calls in a low voice while his free hand stayed close. He had barely slept since we came home. Every time I stirred or winced, he was there, adjusting the pillows, bringing fresh water, or simply resting his palm on my belly and talking to the baby.“You need anything right now?” he asked softly that afternoon, setting a glass of cool water on the nightstand. His palm found my belly automatically

The Moment She Was Taken

Ava’s POVThe penthouse felt almost peaceful in the late afternoon light. I lay propped up in bed, the extra pillows Ethan had arranged supporting my back. The ache in my side was still there, a heavy, constant pressure that flared when I moved too quickly, but it had eased enough that I could breathe without gasping. The baby kicked in slow, strong rolls, each movement a reminder that we were still holding on.Ethan sat in the chair beside the bed, his laptop open but his attention mostly on me. He had been like this since we came home — hyper-protective, never letting me out of his sight for long. His hand rested on my belly, thumb stroking slow circles as he worked.“You need anything?” he asked for the third time in the last hour, his voice low and gentle.I shook my head and smiled. “I’m okay. The baby is moving well. You can take a break if you need to. Maybe answer that call you’ve been ignoring.”He hesitated, then glanced at his phone. “It’s just work. It can wait.”“Ethan,”

Seach

Ethan’s POVThe penthouse was too quiet after the shouts died down. I stood on the balcony, hands gripping the railing so hard the metal bit into my palms. The rope ladder still hung there, swaying slightly in the wind. My heart hammered against my ribs as I stared down at the empty alley below. The van was gone. Ava was gone.I turned and ran back inside, my feet pounding across the floor. The bedroom was empty, the pillows scattered, the glass of water knocked over on the nightstand. A single drop of water still slid down the side of the table.“Ava!” I shouted, even though I knew she couldn’t answer. My voice echoed off the walls.I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and dialed security. The line connected on the first ring.“Mr. Van Horn,” the head of security said immediately. “We saw the footage. They came from the service entrance. We’re already locking down the building and reviewing all cameras.”“Find her,” I said, my voice raw. “Every camera, every exit. The van. The licen

Captive

Ava’s POVThe darkness was absolute. A thick hood still covered my head, the fabric rough against my skin. My hands were tied behind my back, the rope biting into my wrists. The van jolted over uneven roads, each bump sending fresh waves of pain through my lower belly. I tried to breathe through it, slow and steady, focusing on the baby’s movements. They were still there — frantic, strong kicks that told me the little one was fighting too.I didn’t know how long we had been driving. Minutes? Hours? Time had lost meaning the moment they pulled me from the balcony. The only sounds were the engine, the tires on the road, and the occasional low voices of the people who had taken me. One of them was a woman. Her voice had been cold when she spoke Clara’s name.My mind kept replaying the last thing I saw — Ethan bursting into the bedroom, his face twisted in horror as they dragged me away. He had shouted my name. I could still hear it echoing in my ears.The van finally slowed and stopped.

Breaking

Ava’s POVThe small room smelled of dust and old metal. The single bulb overhead cast harsh shadows that made everything look sharper, colder. I sat tied to the chair, wrists raw from the rope, ankles bound so tightly I could barely feel my feet. The ache in my belly had turned into something alive, a deep, twisting pain that came in waves and refused to leave completely. Each contraction-like squeeze made the baby kick harder, frantic little movements that tore at my heart.Clara paced in front of me, her heels clicking against the concrete floor. She had changed her clothes since the last time I saw her — a simple black dress now, her hair loose and wild. Her eyes were bright with something unhinged.“You look uncomfortable,” she said, stopping to tilt her head. “Good. You deserve to feel even a fraction of what I felt when you stole my life.”I lifted my chin, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pain. “This isn’t about me or you. The baby is innocent. Let me go. Ethan will g

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