Julie found Emily lying on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. When Emily noticed her standing in the doorway, she turned away, tears already in her eyes. Julie felt as if a cold barrier had been raised between them, and she didn’t blame Kyle for being protective. She deserved more than the ‘talking to’ he had given her, but she was glad that he was still chill and supportive.Without hesitation, Julie climbed onto the bed and sat beside her. "Em," she said softly, her voice filled with regret. "I'm sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I know I hurt you, and I was selfish. You were always there for me and took care of me, even when I didn’t deserve it. You were the only one in my life that was truly there for me, without having anything getting in the way. I didn’t understand it back then... but I miss you. I'm so sorry for pushing you away."Emily’s remained silent and unmoving. Julie sighed and continued, her voice growing more desperate. "I promise, I'll do whatever you want. Anything! Ju
In the restaurant, Raven and Damon shared a quiet meal after her hospital visit. Raven felt tired and hungry, so Damon insisted they stop by the restaurant even though all she wanted to do was go home and curl up on the couch.Somehow, she wasn’t surprised when the image of her in Damon’s arms while they watched a movie went through her mind, and it gave her a feeling inside that she didn’t recognize.They spoke softly and occasionally reached for each other's hands, their fingers entangled with each other. She was lost in thought while she watched their hands together and absentmindedly ate chili fries. She failed to notice the smudge of sauce on her lips until Damon took the napkin, gently dabbing it for her. He paid attention to every little need she had. At first, he did it for Mason, knowing that he would have done the same for him, but soon, his motivations changed.His feelings for Raven changed."Thanks." Raven smiled at him. "I zoned out a bit.""You seem to zone out quite of
Raven’s face paled, and she glanced at Damon, who looked just as stunned."Julie, you’re misunderstanding. Why don’t we discuss this at home?" Damon said."Really? I’m misunderstanding?" Julie’s eyes narrowed, her gaze darting to Damon. "So, are you going to deny that you don’t have any romantic feelings toward Raven, and the both of you aren't out on a date?"Damon was speechless, his mouth opening and closing, words failing him. He couldn’t deny his feelings for Raven, but confessing them now would only fuel Julie’s anger."This is not a date, Julie, relax. You’re just assuming things," Raven said, trying to keep her voice steady. "Damon and I aren’t in a relationship.""Like I didn't see you two kissing." Julie scoffed."We kissed. And so? Does that mean we’re in a relationship?"Julie turns her anger to Damon.“How could you do this to him, Damon? How could you! You’re taking advantage of his illness to move in on his woman!”“Woman?” Raven asked.“Not my words, it’s how they talk
"Julie, you shouldn't have said that," Emily said softly. “You just challenged her for the babies! You sounded like her enemy like you’re not there for her anymore. Just because she’s out with Damon, whether they’re in a relationship or not. He’s been there for her like I’ve been for you.” "I'm so stupid. I didn't think before I spoke. This is all Mason’s fault. Did I just lose my best friend?" "Hey, it's okay. Let's just give her some time alone. I'm sure you both are going to make up in no time." "No, you don't understand. We've had fights before but not like this. I need to see Mason, clearly he's not thinking straight." In the car, the walls Raven had built around herself crumbled, and she broke into sobs. Damon silently pulled her close, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back as she released the hurt she’d been holding in. He knew how deeply she loved Mason, no matter how much she tried to act otherwise. "Did you hear what she said?" Raven cried. "Mason's getting marri
Mason stood under the stream of hot water, wishing it would wash away the doubts he had in his mind, the voices reaching out to him from somewhere unreachable. There was something there, something he was supposed to do, but every time he tried to figure it out, it would slip out of reach and he would go back to being confused.Candice had been nothing but supportive of him, willing to be patient until he was ready to be… together… again. They had been a couple for a long time; they had slept together before, but for some reason, something was holding him back. Maybe that’s why he was so confused. That he needed to get that part of their life together back and he would be back to normal.“Hey, babe,” Candice called over the sound of the shower. “How are you feeling?”Mason hesitated before opening the shower door and pulling Candice under the water with him. He pressed her against the wall and kissed her deeply while he let his hands roam over her body as if he were searching for answe
Mason sat across from Damon in his expansive office. The room was cold. Mason leaned back, his fingers drumming against the armrest of his chair. Damon, on the other hand, seemed restless, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.Damon was unsure of how to feel. Should he be pleased that his best friend called him after all this time? Or furious that Mason had been the root cause of Raven’s unhappiness? Guilt also gnawed at him... he felt guilty for developing feelings for Raven when he was supposed to just take care of her."It's been a while, man," Mason finally said, breaking the heavy silence.Damon crossed his arms and looked at his best friend with an unreadable expression. "Yeah. You didn't want anyone around you except Candice. What changed?""There was a misunderstanding, I had thought that you and Julie didn't care to see me," Mason admitted, his tone tinged with regret. "I had no idea Candice stopped you from coming to see me."Damon shrugged, his face still tense. "I can't blam
The Next DayRaven sat cross-legged on her bed in her father’s penthouse, surrounded by sketches and loose fabric samples. She’s been staying there after her blow-up with Julie and Blair. She had thrown herself into her work, determined to rebuild everything she’d lost.Her phone buzzed, breaking her concentration. The screen displayed Blair’s name, and Raven hesitated before answering.Her fingers hovered over the answer button. Finally, she swiped to accept. "What do you want?" She asked, her tone flat."Raven, I thought about everything," Blair said. "You’re right. I’ve been selfish. Mom and I have done nothing but cause you pain. I’m sorry."Raven raised an eyebrow, skepticism clear in her voice. "And? Why are you telling me this now?"Blair hesitated. "I just... I want to make things right. Will you meet me at the police station? Let’s see Mom one last time before the trial."Raven’s instinct was to refuse, but curiosity gnawed at her. She wanted to hear what Lenora had to say. "
Raven and Blair followed the guard to the visitor's area. They sat down silently as they waited for Lenora to arrive each having conflicting emotions about what they were doing there – and what they expected to happen. Blair wasn’t sure what kind of reaction she would get from her mother and Raven didn’t particularly care. She just wanted some sort of answer to why she had suffered through so much pain throughout her life. Things could have been so different if it weren’t for Lenora – even down to her marriage to Mason that had been agreed upon between her father and Charles.Blair tapped her foot nervously against the edge of the table as she fidgeted with her bracelet. Raven, on the other hand, sat still with her arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the door.They could each hear Lenora’s voice; although her words couldn’t be made out, the tone of her voice was condescending to whoever was around her.The sisters shared a look.Lenora entered, flanked by two officers, her hands cuffed in
One Year Later The Barrett estate was filled with life, laughter, and warmth. It was the twins’ first birthday, and the garden had been transformed into a magical wonderland with twinkling lights, pastel-colored balloons, and flowers. The scent of freshly baked cakes and savory treats prepared for the celebration filled the air. Raven stood in front of a large mirror in her bedroom, adjusting the delicate lace dress she wore. The gown hugged her figure in all the right places, a testament to how well she'd recovered after giving birth. She had lost some of her confidence after having the babies – her body had gone through so many changes, and she had hated looking in the mirror for a long time until Mason wouldn't allow her to anymore. The thing she was most self-conscious of was the scar from the surgery she had had to have after the babies were delivered. Mason bought matching lingerie and sexy sleepwear and refused to let her question how stunning she was. Every time he saw her h
When they returned to the mansion that evening, the house was eerily quiet."What’s going on?" Raven asked. "Where'd everyone go?""What's that over there?" Blair pointed to a small bouquet on the table. Attached to it was a note that read, Come to the garden.Raven’s heart skipped a beat. She followed the note’s instructions, and when she stepped into the garden, her breath caught.The garden was transformed into a romantic paradise. Twinkling fairy lights adorned the trees, and a path of rose petals led to a small table surrounded by candles."Mason did this," Raven whispered, her heart swelling. Suddenly her aching feet had disappeared, the back pain that had hit her while they were in Victoria’s Secret and signalled the end of the trip. Her exhaustion was gone and she was smiling so much her cheeks hurt. She was already close to tears as she took it all in.Just as she took a step forward, looking for Mason, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen. She grabbed her stomach and cried
Later that night, Raven was on a call with Blair, discussing the transformation of Lenora’s modeling agency."I was thinking we could add a design department," Raven suggested. "That way, we can focus on both modeling and fashion."Blair’s excitement knew no bounds. "That’s a great idea! I’ll handle the modeling side, and you can oversee the designs.""Deal," Raven said.After a brief pause, Blair asked, "You sound a bit down, not yourself. What’s wrong?"Raven hesitated. "Nothing, I’m worried about Mason.""Why? You two have been great lately, you’re perfect for each other. You’re even closer than before."Raven bit her lip. "I thought he’d ask me to marry him again by now. But he hasn’t mentioned it and I'm starting to get anxious. What if he doesn’t want me? What if the babies are scaring him off? What if he thinks I’ll be like Candice? What if-"“Raven, breathe. Have you talked to him about it?" Blair asked."No. That’s not something you can just bring up," Raven said.Blair chuck
The dining table was filled with different breakfast dishes: fluffy pancakes topped with berries and syrup, scrambled eggs with herbs, smoked salmon on toast, and fresh fruit bowls. In front of Raven was a large bowl full of bacon, strawberry jam, and chocolate sauce – her strangest and most intense craving.Mason sipped his coffee, stealing glances at Raven as she hummed softly, her hand occasionally resting on her baby bump. He had become more attentive than before – which was already overboard according to Julie. He was more proud, more focused, and a lot more protective. Watching her scoff down her food now, still looking as sexy as ever, made his chest hurt a little. So much had happened; she had been through so much; he just wished the worst of it hadn’t been because of him.She sighed and looked up at him, offering him a genuine smile.“What are you looking at?” she asked, but all he could do was shake his head and smile back at her. “Well, you’re being very strange.”“Yeah, bu
Justin found Mason sitting quietly in Charles’s office. He didn’t sit at the desk, rather, he sat at the sofa to the side where they had argued so many times. He stared at his father's desk as if he could still see him sitting and working as they watched when they were children. It was the only thing he and Mason had ever been able to do together without fighting. Thinking back to those moments, Justin couldn't understand why he always felt like he had to one-up Mason, why they couldn't have been friends.He turned to leave him in peace when Mason spoke up.“Remember when we'd just sit here and watched Dad working?” he asked as if he had sensed his presence.“I was just thinking about that.”Mason looked up at him with tears in his eyes, shocking Justin with the vulnerability in the other man's eyes.“Did he suffer?” Mason asked softly, trying to hide the sob that threatened.“No,” Justin said, sitting in the seat across from him. “He just sort of… went.”Mason turned back to look at
Mason pulled up to the Barrett mansion early that morning. He had deliberately left his penthouse early, avoiding Candice while she packed her belongings. The last thing he wanted was another confrontation. He wanted no part in her theatrics, they just made his headaches even worse than the blinding migraines he often suffered with.He exited the car and made his way inside.He had barely entered the living room when he spotted Justin coming down the stairs as if he owned the place. He looked… smug.Smug?Or something else?Mason couldn’t quite place it, but it rubbed him the wrong way to see him in his father's house. Justin had never been anything more than a snake in the grass, always waiting to take what Mason had."What the hell are you doing here?" Mason demanded, narrowing his eyes and letting the door close louder than necessary behind him. "Here to gloat about your little affair with Candice? Or measuring the curtains – you know you’re not inheriting the place, right? I’m sti
Mason hesitated."Did you and Damon?"Raven shook her head as tears sprung to her eyes."He wanted to wait, to make sure I was thinking about him, not you.""Oh," Mason muttered. "I’m… I’m sorry.""You don’t have anything to apologize for," Raven said, hurt and… anger filling her voice. "We’re not married, anymore. And… you are in a relationship with her. I should have expected-""Raven, stop. You’re going to pass out if you don’t breathe!"Raven took a deep breath, steadying herself."I need to go," she whispered, getting to her feet. Before she left, though, she made a decision. “Mason... would you like to come to the ultrasound? We’ll find out the sex of the babies.”He smiled at the thought of being part of the moment. "I’d love to.""Okay, I'll text you the details."Raven left.~~~When Raven returned home, her mind a racing with emotions. Damon was waiting for her in the living room, his expression unreadable as she walked in."How did it go?" he asked.She sank into the couch,
Taking a deep breath, Raven stepped out of the car. Damon watched her until she disappeared inside. Before he drove away, he spotted Mason waiting for her. He wanted to run inside and stake his claim on her but he couldn’t. He took a deep, shaky breath and pulled out into traffic, leaving her to face the man who had once been her everything. The soft chime of the door announced her arrival, and Mason looked up from his seat. His breath caught in his throat as he saw her surprised at how radiant she looked, her pregnancy giving her an ethereal glow that left him momentarily speechless. He was pretty sure there was more to his feelings than how she looked, but he wasn’t ready to explore that right now; he still had Candice at home, waiting for him. "Hi," she said, her voice tentative as she approached him. Mason stood and pulled out a chair for her, his movements stiff but courteous. "Hi." She smiled faintly and sat down. "Thank you." They placed their orders, the silence between t
The sound of Damon’s car filled the silence between them as they drove toward the Barrett mansion. Raven stared out the window, watching the city blur past, her hands resting on her growing belly. Damon occasionally glanced her way. He wanted nothing more than to take her pain away and regretted the decision he had made. Their conversation broke his heart and he wanted nothing more than to crawl inside and beat the crap out of himself for being such a dick. He knew he had done the best thing for Raven and the babies, but it made him wish he could have been more selfish and held onto her."Are you sure about this?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Damon nodded, his hands steady on the wheel. "Mason agreed to meet with you, this is what you wanted. It’s what you need to do.""What about what you want?" she pressed, turning to face him, tears shimmering on her cheeks. "Don’t you want to be with me?"He sighed, his gaze fixed ahead, and reached across to hold her hand. "Of cou