The Real Proposal

The text glowed on my screen in the dark. You think it’s over? “It’s just starting.”Colorado area code. Unknown number. 11:03PM. December 12th. My blood went cold. Ethan sat next to me on the roof. Blanket over both of us. He hadn’t seen it yet. “Who is it?” he asked. I showed him. He sat up. “Colorado. That’s Florence.” ADX Florence. Maximum security. David. “No phones allowed in there,” I said. “Not for him.” “Unless someone got it for him,” Ethan said. We stared at the phone. No third text came. I locked it. Put it in my pocket. My hands were shaking. “Hey,” Ethan said. Pulled my hand into his. “Breathe.” “I’m breathing.” “You’re not.” I inhaled. Then exhaled. “It’s a bluff,” I said. “He can’t do anything from there.” “Yeah,” Ethan said. But he didn’t sound sure. We didn’t go inside for another hour. *The next morning.* Linda was in my office at 7AM. “The FBI is pulling the records,” she said. “That number was a burner. Bought wi

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I Choose You

The lawyer’s smile wasn't a genuine one.The box was still open on my steps. Marriage certificate. My forged signature. The squad lights flashing red and blue. Ethan’s hand went tight around mine. “That’s not real,” I said. My voice sounded far away. The officer looked at me. “Ma’am, we have to verify this.” Linda pulled up 4 minutes later. She walked fast with her heels clicking, and her briefcase in hand. “Don’t say anything,” she told me. Then to the lawyer: “Mr. Hale. You’re trespassing.” “I’m serving notice,” Hale said. He held up his phone. “My client has filed an emergency motion. You are legally married to David Blackham. You cannot marry Mr. Ethan.” My stomach dropped. Emergency motion. Court. Ethan stepped in front of me. “You’re lying,” he said. Hale smiled. “Am I? The certificate is notarized. Filed in Westchester County 3 years ago.” “Forged,” Linda said. “We’ll see you in court.” She took my arm. “Let's go Inside now.” *11:47PM. In the bro

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Epilogue: CEO And Baby

“3 years later”Miller Tech Tower. 42nd floor. 8:03AM. My office smelled like coffee, baby wipes, and printer ink. The desk was chaotic. Q4 reports on the left, board deck on the right. A pack of diapers in the drawer. A bouncer next to my chair. And in the bouncer: Lila Miller-Ethan. 9 months. Curly hair like her dad. My glare when she didn’t get her way. “Ma’am, the board is waiting,” Linda said from the doorway. “I know,” I said. I picked Lila up. “We’re coming.” Boardroom. 12 people. All of them stood when I walked in. All of them smiled at Lila first. “Morning,” I said. Sat at the head of the table. Lila on my lap. Chewing a teether shaped like the Miller Tech logo. Marketing tried to make it. I approved it. Mr. Okoro started the meeting. Revenue. Expansion. The Foundation. Lila clapped at the slides. When we got to the tough part — the hostile bid from that startup in Austin — Lila dropped her teether. I bent to get it. “Take your t

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The Real Proposal

I Choose You

Epilogue: CEO And Baby