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I didn't want to see any of it anymore. I rolled up the old rug to throw it away too. It was ugly and probably had her smell on it. But when I lifted the rug, I saw something underneath. Two pieces of paper. They looked like they had been hidden there. I picked them up and looked at them. The first one made my blood run cold. It was a pregnancy test result. Positive. Adeline Rhodes. Dated two weeks ago. Adeline was pregnant. My hands started shaking. She was pregnant and she never told me. She let me divorce her. She let me have her arrested. She never said anything about a baby.

Adeline's POV I sat in the room, my face buried in my palms. I sighed, staring at the drives in my hand each labeled with my name and Aiden's. At the back was written, Memory Bank. Yesterday, I found this in uncle Thane's room after a long search. I pulled out the laptop from the drawer, inputting the drive that has my name labelled on it. Just as I put it in, my head rang with an headache, one that nearly ran me crazy. I feel to the floor, grabbing my head then, the forgotten memories came in like a rush almost ripping off my brain.

She patted her belly, flashes of the blood and pain and pure agony of losing her invading her senses immediately. Her heart thundered in her chest. And she found herself jumping to her feet. “I need to use the washroom.” Reagan was about to get up when she shot him down with a look before hurrying away. “My name is Adeline, by the way.” The other woman chirped as soon as Joanne was gone. “I am a friend of Talia's.”

Adrian watched her from the rearview mirror and he saw her expression change from one of shock to one of utter shock and then one of utter confusion. “What are you doing?” he asked curiously. “I’m reading about lycans on the internet,” Adelia responded and she scrolled even lower. “You know some of the facts are wrong and they don’t even tell the full story,” Adrian stated. “If you have a question you can just ask me,” he said. Before Adelia could say anything he slammed the brakes abruptly as he noticed something. The next thing that Adelia saw was the roof of the car being ripped open by some kind of deformed looking creature.

“Okay, if you don't want to talk about what you experienced, that's fine. You still need time to calm yourself down. Get some rest, beautiful woman. Now you are safe in our house.” “Mr. Roney, Mrs. Miranda, thank you for helping me. I am very indebted to you two.” “You're welcome. It is our duty as fellow human beings to help each other,” replied Mr. Roney with a smile. Mrs. Miranda also smiled. Adaline smiled because she met people as good as them. “What is your name, Daughter, and where do you live?” Mrs. Miranda asked. “I'm Adaline Herbert, I live in urban Canada.”

He left after a minute, and Gianna looked at the door, but no one in sight. She shrugged before resuming her gun loading. -- [Madden's Manor] Adeline liked the smell of snow that invaded her viscera when she woke up, and she even inhaled it more, dragging her nose across the carpet of skin. She opened her eyes when she got to a bumpy point, and she saw it's Madden's nipple. She smiled before looking up to see his keen eyes on herself, looking so attentive like he's watching the most important thing in his life. That look disappeared from his eyes immediately she saw him though, and she tried coming higher on his body, but then something held her back in the middle.

It's not even nine o'clock yet. With a heavy sigh and an even heavier heart, I get up, grab a sweatshirt and slip it over my head. The night is chilly, but not exactly cold, and I need to go for a walk and try to clear my head. After splashing some water on my face and puffy eyes, I open the door and peer out into the living room. A wave of relief washes over me when I see that Harrison Shepherd, Adeline's dad, is gone and my mom has retired to her room. Glancing over, I see her door is open a crack, and I hear the soft sound of canned laughter from some sitcom on the television echoing out.

XANDER’S POV I stared at the TV screen in horror. The videos and pictures flashing before my eyes seemed unreal. Adeline, dancing seductively in her underwear, her naked pictures in hotels. It was a nightmare. "CEO of AD Jewelry, Adeline, exposed as a fraud," one headline screamed. "Her real source of income: sugar daddies," another blared. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Beside me, Adeline crumpled to the floor in shock. She didn't cry or scream. She just stared at the screen quietly, as if the life had been sucked out of her.

she thought, despair creeping in. The sound of laughter and chatter outside the stall amplified her unease. Adeline opened her eyes, determination sparking. "I need to get out of here." Adeline walked toward the exit, eager to escape the evening's discomfort. As she turned a corner, her eyes fell on two shadowy figures in the dark alley. She slowed her pace, curiosity getting the better of her. A familiar voice whispered, "I'll always love him." Adeline's heart skipped a beat. Emily. She moved closer, her eyes adjusting to the dim light.

she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s okay,” Delilah murmured gently, stroking Adeline’s hair as a mother would. The comforting gesture transported Adeline to a cherished memory of her mother’s golden hair gleaming in the sunlight, her radiant smile as she ran her fingers through Adeline’s hair while they sat on the swing in their backyard in London. Caught between the present and the past, Adeline’s grief blurred the lines. Her heart ached and she whispered softly, “Mom...” Delilah’s heart sank as she watched the young woman’s vulnerability. She didn’t interrupt while allowing Adeline to process her emotions.