Semua Bab Primrose in My Lover's Arms: Bab 1 - Bab 9

I watched the video over and over, dragging the progress bar back again and again just to see the way Quentin York used to look at me when he still loved me.Just then, the front door opened, and the click of Lena Xavier's heels echoed through the apartment.Quentin dropped into a practiced half-crouch without a second thought and pulled out a pair of slippers for her. They were pink with little bunny ears, a pair he'd bought specifically for Lena.She rested a hand on his shoulder as she changed shoes, her leg brushing against his forearm. The whole scene was so intimate it was almost impossible to look at.It suddenly reminded me of the last time we'd gone out together. My shoelace had come undone, and I'd playfully asked Quentin to tie it for me.He'd only glanced back at me."Jenna Nash, we're adults. Don't act so childishly."My face had gone bright red. I'd immediately crouched down, tied it myself, and hurried after him.So it hadn't been that he thought the behavior was childis

When I got to work the next morning, everyone kept giving me strange looks. Wherever I went, conversations stopped the second I appeared. People who had been chatting a moment earlier would fall silent together and suddenly pretend to be busy.By the end of the day, the low buzz of whispering behind me still hadn't let up. I finally couldn't take it anymore and turned around."If you have a problem with me, say it to my face. There's no reason to gossip behind my back."No one answered at first.Then someone muttered, just loud enough for me to hear, "She's all over the trending page, and she's still pretending she doesn't know."I immediately pulled out my phone.One of the top trending topics was:"While You Were Loving Me, You Were Building a Life With Someone Else"The first post under it was Quentin and Lena's video, followed by a post from an account called Jen's Little World.It was my private account.I'd made it years ago to keep track of all the little moments Quentin and I s

Inside the exam room, the doctor spread gel over Lena's lower abdomen. The cold made her shiver, and she took the opportunity to grab Quentin's hand.Quentin frowned slightly and instinctively started to pull away, but the doctor spoke before he could."Try not to move. This won't take long."So Quentin left his hand where it was. After a moment, he turned it over and closed his fingers around Lena's.She looked at him, her eyes glowing with happiness.At three months, the baby was still tiny, too early for much to be clearly made out.Lena gave Quentin's hand a little shake. "Quentin, isn't this amazing? I'm really going to be a mom."Quentin looked up at the grainy black-and-white image on the monitor, and for some reason, I came to mind.It wasn't as if he'd never imagined it before. He'd imagined marrying me, building a real family with me, and having a sweet little child of their own.So how had everything ended up like this?He went over everything that had happened lately, again

I'd been in Norvale for a full month before I finally started feeling like I could breathe again.At first, I couldn't get used to the weather. It seemed to rain endlessly, never hard enough to be dramatic, just a constant fine drizzle that hung in the air day after day. The damp gray skies and steady patter against the windows made everything feel heavier somehow.Then, on a rare day off, I slept until I woke naturally.Rain was tapping softly against the glass when I opened my eyes. There was no noise, no chaos, nothing that demanded my attention.I lay there for a while, looking out at the city through the misty rain, and for the first time since I'd arrived, the unfamiliar place didn't feel quite so strange. Instead, it felt peaceful.I'd used my old résumé to find a decent job. By then, the scandal online had already blown over, and no one here knew anything about what had happened to me.I had been nervous when I first started. Every time someone looked at me for a second too lon

Quentin hurried toward us beneath a black umbrella and stopped directly in our path. His gaze moved from me to the man beside me, and his grip tightened around the handle."Jen," he asked tensely, "who is he?"I looked at him without a trace of emotion."How is that any of your business?"Then I added, "Quentin, do you really think standing out here every day is going to change anything? We're adults. Stop acting so childishly."They were the exact words he'd once said to me.Now I was giving them back to him.His shoulders trembled as he stared at me, unwilling to accept what he was hearing."Jenna, are you really going to give up on me? On everything we've had all these years?"His voice had gone hoarse, the plea in it almost humiliatingly desperate."I went public with the truth. I let the entire internet tear me apart, and I took all the blame. I admitted everything."His voice cracked."All I'm asking is for you to give us one more chance. Forgive me this once. Please...""Quentin