LOGINLater that night, I went downstairs to get myself a glass of water. A ray of light was piercing out from Kai's room and the door was slightly open.
I wanted to help him close the door when I heard him arguing with his mother, my plan was not to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it when I heard my name. "Mom can you please just stop! I won't stand you talking about my wife like that! Freya is my wife and she still is no matter what," Kai's voice was too loud and I could swear that was the first time I saw him raise his voice at his mom. "And what is the meaning of a marriage that isn't fruitful? When is she going to give you a child? Do you think I would still be married to your dad if I never had you and your siblings?" Mrs Seattle protested but Kai wasn't backing down. "Mum it's timing... The timing is just not right, Freya just needs time and... I know she will have her own child." "Can't you see it? I guess you haven't heard the rumors yet, the wife of NEXT IN CEO is barren? B-A-R-R-E-N! if she was okay at least she would have had one miscarriage but she had miscarriages all the time and all she did was get fatter every day! Wake up Kaiden! Freya is barren! And she can never give you a child!" Mrs Seattle yelled and I got weak in the knees, I almost fell but I didn't want them to be aware of my presence so I just covered my mouth with my palm and let the tears flow down freely. I immediately went back to my room and got lost in my thoughts. I started to think about how the DNA results turned out positive, maybe it was fabricated? But the hospital is a trusted one. I rolled my eyes and it landed on Kai standing at the doorway, I immediately sat up when I saw how disheveled he looked. "You're not asleep yet?" He asked and I tried not to think about what I heard. "Yes i-i just... You know, I kind of don't feel sleepy." I lied and Kai walked to the bed and sat on the bed. "Mom wants me to announce the arrival of Liam to the family tommorow," he looked at me in a sort of way like he was seeking my approval. "Do whatever you want Kai, it's none of my business and it's not like I can stop you anyway." I said and avoided his gaze as I pulled the sheets over my body. "Freya you're my wife and every word you say can change my decisions, you know I promised to consult you whenever I'm torn up in making decisions." Kai said and pulled the sheets away from my body exposing my bare thighs that was visible through the red lingerie I had on. "Honestly i-i I don't want you to go but you have to, I don't want you to be on bad terms with your mom so..." I said and pulled the sheets over my body again. "Freya you know... I just thought about it, what if we..." Kai pulled down my sheet and rubbed my thigh with his palm. "What if what Kai?" I asked trying hard not to make him change his mind about telling me what he wanted to say. "What if we just tried harder... You know, who knows maybe... We could get lucky and..." Kai bent slightly and tried to kiss me but I pulled away immediately and pushed his shirt slightly. I could tell he was offended but i was not myself not after hearing what his mom said. "let's stop trying Kai... I don't think I was meant to be the mother of your kids. I'm sorry I can't give you a child but I want you to know that it's not my fault, it's just that... I can't-i can't continue having the hope of something that might never happen. And who knows, I might be barren..." I forced those words out of my mind and I was surprised with the way I didn't shed a tear while saying it. "BARREN? If we keep trying maybe we can..." Bianca screamed from downstairs, I covered my body with the sheets and turned the lights off with the remote without letting him finish talking. I heard the door open and close and I knew he went to her, I shut my eyes to get some sleep and luckily I dozed off. ~•••••••••••~ I woke up staring at the ceiling and all I felt was sadness and sadness all over and over again. I felt a slight pain in my belly but I overlooked it, I sat up and picked out one tea bag out of the green tea packet on the bedside table. I went straight downstairs and prepared a cup of hot water before putting in the tea bag. "good morning Freya," I heard Bianca say behind me and I clenched my jaws as I took a sip out of the hot tea. "Are you happy that things are going your way?" I finally gave a reply and turned to her. "Going my way? Aren't you the one who having things going your way? I mean... You managed to seduce and get married to your boss. It's like you waited so long for me to leave." Bianca said and I could finally sense her true colors, I knew she was just faking the whole thing to start with. ñ "So is that why you brought in a child that is not his? What exactly do you intend to gain from doing that?" Bianca's expression turned dark and she walked closer to me and whispered into my ear. "Do you have proof? And do you think Kai would believe that after the DNA results? and besides, Mrs Seattle is dying to show Liam to the family. You lost and I won, very soon I'll send you out of Kai's house and take what rightfully belongs to me." I tightened my grip on the tea cup handle and tried to hold myself back from tearing up. "I will not let you take Kai away from me, he's mine and I'm his wife!" I yelled and the tea cup slipped from my hand, the content spilled on her and I felt a sharp pain in my belly as I gripped it tightly. Mrs Seattle rushed to me from upstairs and slapped me hard on my cheeks. I could barely stand since I wasn't myself, my belly hurt too much and something gnawed at my insides. I watched Kai's Mom comfort Bianca while I was barely standing and I could barely see clearly. "Freya! Are you okay?" Kai rushed to me and held my wrist, I held onto him tightly but the pain didn't go away and I was about to pass out. "She's obviously faking it! She's fine," Mrs Seattle yelled at me and I felt a strange sensation in my pant. Water ran down my thighs from my panties but I was wrong, it wasn't water, it was blood. "Blood! Blood! She's bleeding!" That was all I heard before I passed out.Author’s Note / Reader AppreciationDear Reader,Well… we made it. Ten, Fifty, Hundred chapters (or more!) later, and here we are, at the very end of this journey. When I first put pen to paper...or fingers to keyboard...I never imagined the depth we’d reach, the tears we’d share, the laughter that would echo through these pages, or the late nights we’d spend living inside Freya, Eliza, Alan, Lucien, and the kids’ world.From the very first page to the last, you’ve been with us. You’ve cheered, gasped, laughed, and maybe even yelled at the characters when they did something maddening. You’ve held their hands during heartbreak, rejoiced with them in joy, and rooted for them when everything seemed impossible. And that… that makes this journey worth every word.I want to take a moment to thank you...not just for reading...but for staying. For believing in the chaos, the love, the messy family moments, the highs, the lows, the stolen kisses, the whispered promises, the mistakes, the growt
10 Years Later SnapshotFREYA’S POVTen years. Ten chaotic, beautiful, loud, sometimes infuriating years, and somehow, I’m still laughing. Sionna, now a whirlwind of a ten-year-old, is zooming across the living room on a scooter while Viktor, our clever little fox in the making, tries to “teach” her manners. Alan is muttering something about insurance claims if she crashes into the TV again. I just laugh, because really… what is life without a little risk and noise?I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window and almost don’t recognize myself. Not the face...my face is mine...but the light in my eyes. The freedom. The weightlessness. I feel light. I feel full. I feel exactly where I’m supposed to be. And yes, my hair is messy, my socks don’t match, and there’s half a pancake stuck to my shirt from breakfast, but I wouldn’t trade it for all the calm mornings in the world.Alan is calling me from the kitchen: “Honey, help Viktor! He’s convincing Sionna that broccoli is a treasure m
EpilogueFREYA’S POVThe morning sun spilled gold across the kitchen, bouncing off Sionna’s tiny laugh as she dumped a bowl of cereal on the floor in true toddler chaos style. I barely blinked. I’ve learned that life is too short to cry over cereal—or spilled juice, or sticky little fingers, or the fact that Alan somehow manages to tie Viktor’s shoes completely wrong every single time.Wait… Viktor. That little bundle of mischief, the child of my best friend-turned-family, Eliza, and the man who had once turned her world upside down, is growing so fast. I can hardly believe it. And yet, here he is, full of energy, already bossing Sionna around as if he’s been doing it his whole life. I smile. Chaos runs in the family, clearly.And yet… and yet, I couldn’t stop smiling.Because here I am. Really here. Every single thing I’ve ever wanted, every impossible, ridiculous, heart-stopping wish I ever made when I thought I was staring at forever and it ran away, it all came back. Not just back
Bonus Chapter (+15)Eliza’s POVFour months.That was how long I had practically lived in Freya’s house.Not officially. No suitcases permanently unpacked. But my body knew the way her floors creaked, the way the kettle screamed before it boiled, the exact moment Alan would appear in the doorway when a baby cried like it personally offended him.Sionna was sprawled across my chest, warm and milk-scented and impossibly small. Her tiny fist was wrapped around my finger with the kind of grip that felt like ownership.“You’re getting spoiled,” I told her quietly. “Do you know that?”She blinked at me, unimpressed.Freya sat on the couch opposite me, her legs tucked beneath her, watching us with a smile that had softened over months of sleepless nights and new motherhood.“She likes you,” Freya said.“Of course she does,” I replied. “I am magnetic.”Alan snorted from the kitchen. “She likes anyone who doesn’t panic when she makes that face.”Sionna chose that exact moment to screw up her t
Bonus Chapter (+14)Eliza’s POVHospitals always smelled like answers I wasn’t ready for.Too clean. Too bright. Too honest.Lucien’s hand never left mine as we sat in the small examination room, the paper on the bed crinkling every time I shifted. My head still felt light, like the world had tilted and forgotten to tilt back. He stood when the doctor walked in, instinctively protective, his body angling toward mine like a shield.The doctor smiled kindly, clipboard tucked under her arm. She had the calm voice of someone who delivered news every day, good and bad, learned to make both sound survivable.“So,” she said, glancing at her notes, “you experienced dizziness and a collapse.”“Yes,” Lucien answered before I could. “She scared me half to death.”I squeezed his hand. “I’m fine,” I muttered.The doctor hummed thoughtfully. “Have you been under a lot of stress lately?”I laughed, sharp and humorless. “Is breathing stressful?”Lucien winced.The doctor smiled faintly. “Fair enough.
Bonus Chapter (+13)Eliza’s POVThe unease followed me home like a second skin.It clung to me as Lucien drove, as the city lights blurred past the window, as his fingers brushed my knee every now and then, grounding and warm and so painfully familiar. I kept expecting him to ask if I was okay, but he didn’t. Not because he didn’t care, but because he’d learned something important recently.Sometimes love wasn’t asking questions.Sometimes it was letting silence breathe.I watched the world pass and tried to name what I felt. It wasn’t pain. Not exactly. It wasn’t fear either, though fear hovered close. It was a heaviness behind my ribs, like my body was carrying a secret it hadn’t yet learned how to say out loud.“You’re quiet,” he said gently.I smiled. “I’m thinking.”“That usually means you’re either planning something dangerous or feeling too much.”“Both,” I teased weakly.He chuckled, squeezing my knee. “Close your eyes when we get home.”I turned to him immediately. “Why?”“Be







