LOGIN“Almost done…” she murmured, leaning in with a touch of gloss for my lips. I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked, as if I were some delicate art piece she was trying to perfect. Finally, she stepped back with a smile. “There. Now, the dress.” Amber was already at my side, helping m
Hannah The next morning, I woke with a flutter in my stomach that had nothing to do with morning sickness. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked up at the ceiling, letting that first realization sink in. It was the day of our wedding. In le
Hannah Mornings had gotten louder since Melody learned to walk. And she wasn’t just walking—she was trying to run, arms flapping and her chubby legs barely holding her up as she went. This morning, she seemed to be hell bent on dashing down the hallway as Noah tried to brush his teeth and I hunted
I laughed, hoping it sounded more natural than I felt. “Hey, I can spoil you once in a while if I want. Just because it’s a Thursday doesn’t mean I can’t surprise you.” We chatted about our day as we ate, filling each other in on all the usual things. But every so often, his eyes would flicker to
Hannah My hands shook a little as I straightened the delicate flower crown over Melody’s soft hair, adjusting it so the petals framed her tiny face just right. She blinked up at me with those wide, innocent eyes, slapping her hands contentedly on the top of her high chair. I smiled as I ran my f
Hannah By the time we stepped out of the ring, it felt as if my entire body was on fire. Every muscle seemed to be taut, every heartbeat one thump away from shifting. I couldn’t tell if I wanted to run circles around the building or maybe tear up the walls like a caged animal. What was wrong wit
Hannah Viona and I exchanged wary looks as Scott approached. Despite myself, I slid over to allow him to sit with us, even though my heart was pounding. “Scott,” I said, trying to keep my tone even. “I haven’t seen you in a while. Where have you been?” Scott sighed and ran a hand through his h
Hannah I had the driver pull up to the pub that Viona had specified—Crescent Pub, our usual hangout spot. It was one of the few places in town where we could talk without being overheard by nosy gossips, thanks to the smoky atmosphere, dim lighting, and generally rough-and-tumble patrons. Thanki
A grimace tugged at my upper lip. “Well, even if the divorce thing gets out, we’re nearing the end of our three-month agreement,” I said. “So we could handle that. But as for the affair…” Viona shot me a withering look. “Just tell me, Hannah—” “Oh, Goddess, no.” I waved my hand before she could
Hannah“Is that so?”I froze, my heart skipping a beat as I heard Noah’s voice behind us. How much of that had he heard? Enough, apparently, to warrant saying something. Viona and I turned slowly, both of us caught off guard by his sudden appearance.“Noah,” I said, my voice a bit hoarse. The sensat







