Unfortunately Yours Tessa Bailey Novels & Stories

At 35, trauma nurse Tessa William spent six years being the invisible glue of a blended family that never wanted her. She funded everything, endured the ex-wife’s contempt, and swallowed her mother-in-law’s mockery of the hysterectomy that left her barren. When the apocalypse hit, they left her behind. “There’s no seat for you. The kids need their actual parents.” She died alone in the stairwell, still holding the trauma kit she packed for them. Then she woke seven weeks earlier… with a Survival System. This time she divorces Mark, takes every asset, and builds a sealed medical fortress alone. And then Dr. Chase Worthington returns, the surgeon who once saw her worth without need

Whatever this was, she just felt it was too dangerous to think about. “Please,” she said brokenly. “Don’t get involved. Please, George. I can’t lose anyone else.” George cupped her face gently between his hands, brushing his thumb over her tear-streaked skin. “You won’t lose me,” he promised. “Not now. Not ever.” Tessa wanted to believe him. She wanted so badly to believe that someone could still save her. That there was still hope. But she knew better. Hope was too dangerous to hold on to. Not with images of the man with kids being fed to those dogs at the underground slaughter house.

Our gazes meet and I take a deep breath to ease some of my nerves. “My name is not Juliet,” I start, “my name is not masked girl. My name is not Mother Theresa. My name is Tessa. You don’t have to be an asshole to me all the time. I am tired of you treating me like shit. It’s unfair.” Tears rush to my eyes. Great, I’m going to cry in front of the jackass, give him more ammunition as if he doesn’t already have enough. “Don’t talk to me at all rather than talk shit to me each time you open that dirty mouth of yours.”

We laugh, and he kisses her temple tenderly while she smiles happily and goes back to eating her cake. We were chatting idly while I flick through the TV channels and stop when I see the news. I sit upright, and Shayla looks up at me confused, and her gaze follows mine, and she stares at the tv. The room falls silent as we all listen to the news. The headline read, ‘Former Fashion Designer & Socialite—Sophie Turner found hung in her cell.’ I look at Shayla, who was staring at the tv unblinking while the news reporter tells the story of how Sophie had taken her own life by hanging herself in her cell after struggling to adjust to life behind bars. They found a suicide note on her bed with her

They were out of the dungeon in a second. 'Be on high alert. Do not let Tessa get out of your sight,' I mind-linked Andrei. "What happened?" Vladimir asked. 'Yes Alpha,' he replied, hearing the urgency in my tone and not asking further questions. "The warrior assigned to babysit Jessica Mathers is Grant's daughter, Bailey Adams." I clenched my jaw. There was a sliver of chance that Grant hadn't betrayed us and that it was a misunderstanding. But the larger, logical part of my brain said that Grant was a traitor. And there was no way I could trust his daughter.

Teya’s POV A knock echoed through the room like a ripple in still water, jolting me from the heavy cloud of thoughts that had settled over me. I hadn’t moved from the couch since the call with the professor. My body ached—not just from the punishment earlier, but from the weight of everything that kept piling up. My scholarship was hanging by a thread. Kael had left like a storm uncontained. And now… someone was watching. The message still glared on my screen, cruel and simple:

The apartment feels too quiet and too tense. Talia leads me to her room The door is slightly ajar and I can see the glow of a laptop screen from inside. I knock softly on the doorframe. “ It's me, Bailey.” I announce. "Come in." Her voice is small and sounds defeated. It's so unlike the strong and confident woman I know. I push the door open and my heart breaks at the sight. Bailey is sitting on her bed with her knees pulled up to her chest. Her arms are wrapped around them like she's trying to make herself smaller.

______ They left 30 minutes ago,but as I walk out of the restaurant I work at,closing up for the night,I know that until I get home,I'm not truly safe. Everyone went ahead of me,so it's just me locking up. I take a step forward,away from the restaurant and I'm yanked back harshly,my back slamming against the building. I grunt,cursing within me,when I see Riley's face. “You seem to have forgotten your place,Bailey. You think because you're in that preppy school,you're better than us,huh? Well show me now,show me how better you got.” He stares back and swings his leg,hitting my lower abdomen and making me fall to my knees.

The governor looked at me with something like respect. Veronica wiped her cheek quickly and nodded. “I will.” Celeste closed her tablet slightly. “Good. We’ll begin tonight.” Kuya Adam leaned toward Shaun and murmured, “My sister is scarier when calm.” Shaun nodded. “Yes, sir. This has been clear for years.” I ignored both of them. Director Reyes looked at Alexander. “Mayor Winston, if Victor Bailey was your father’s intended contact, and Project Thea was the Bailey response to Althea’s accident, then the Dales’ current moves may be intended to prevent the two families from finally combining the old evidence.”

I had fooled myself into thinking I was healed, that I'd grown strong enough to mention my child's death without falling apart. I was wrong. The loss of my baby remained an eternal wound in my heart, a pain so fundamental it had become part of my very being. I closed my eyes, the memories of four years ago flooding back with merciless clarity. Samuel West—the mysterious businessman whose face no one had seen—had specifically requested a marriage contract with the Bailey family's biological daughter. But Sienna, convinced that a man who wouldn't show his face must be old and hideous, had adamantly refused.