Dear Ex, Come Back With My Baby

(SIX YEARS LATER) EASTON’S POV I checked my watch for the third time as I made my way to the airport’s entrance. I had cut my meeting short so I could get here in time to pick up Nicole, despite her suggesting she takes a cab. Thankfully, I made it just in time. As I awaited her, my eyes suddenly caught sight of a woman. She stood some distance away from me and had her gaze glued to her phone. Her long, silky, dark hair covered the side of her face, preventing me from seeing it fully. Something about her seemed familiar, but I couldn’t wrap my head around it since I was yet to see her face. I attempted to break my stare, but it seemed as though my eyes had developed a will of their own and were refusing to comply with my mental commands. The woman swiftly turned around and walked away, but in that swift movement, I was able to catch a glimpse of her face. I suddenly felt uneasy and curious about this woman, and my legs started moving on their own in an attempt to follow he

EASTON’S POV “Who was she?” I asked Nicole, eagerly awaiting her response. We had arrived at her place and were heading towards the building. “Charlotte Benson! Can you believe it?!” Nicole exclaimed and I unknowingly put on a deadpan expression. Charlotte isn’t even someone I know personally; she’s an old acquaintance of Nicole from our college days. “It’s okay if you don’t remember her since it’s been years since we last saw her.” Nicole said, and I let out a sigh, disappointed that the woman didn’t turn out to be Mirabella. “Are you certain you wouldn’t like me to accompany you?” Nicole asked when I was about to head back to the car.   “You should get some rest; I’ll see you tomorrow.”  I replied but she held onto my arm.   “How about staying over tonight? We haven’t seen each other in two weeks, and-”   “I have work to take care of Nicole.” I diligently turned her down. I just wanted to take a long nap after the stress of the day and to stop thin

EASTON’S POV I let out a sigh as I held my head in an attempt to stop the wicked headache that was stopping me from concentrating. It’s my fault anyway for drinking so much; I just needed to clear my head after everything that happened today. I had left the party early as I couldn't stand seeing her with that man. The way he held her, and she laughed almost every time he said something, she seemed so open and jovial around him, and for some unknown reason, it angered me. She did say he was the father of Alfred, so what else was I expecting? But still, it was a lot to take in. I didn’t mind the embarrassment I received at the party; I wouldn’t blame Martha for acting that way. I should be happy she’s moved on; I should be happy she’s doing alright; I should be happy seeing her happy again, but instead I feel a bit uneasy. I shouldn’t be jealous, not one bit. I was the one who asked for divorce; she loved me, but I never cared about her feelings. But then again, for someone who cl

ROMAN’S POV“I’m sorry about what happened, Roman. It felt like my best option at that moment.” I let out a soft chuckle, not because what Mirabella had said was funny, but because of her cute pout and the puppy eyes she made while saying it. Even if I were mad, which I am not, her expression would have melted my anger away in less than a second. At first, I was shocked by the abrupt revelation, but I immediately understood why she did that. I don’t mind keeping the lie and playing along as long as it makes her happy. I love Alfred, and would be more than happy to be his father if Mirabella would have me. “I understand, Mirabella. You don’t have to be sorry.” I replied, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m happy to help; that’s what friends are for, right?” I added, and she smiled brightly, nodding her head immediately. “Yes, yes, that’s right.” She replied, still carrying that bright smile. Even though it hurt me a bit how she accepted without the slightest hesitation, it made me mo

MIRABELLA’S POV “Yes, I am.” I responded boldly, putting on a deadpan face. Nicole glared at me, but I wasn’t moved at all by her vicious gaze. “You really are something, Mirabella. After all these years, why did you suddenly come back? If you’re here for Easton, you should just go back and save yourself the embarrassment.” Nicole said, folding her arms across her chest. “Do you feel threatened by my presence, Nicole?” I asked with a knowing smirk. “The fact that I’ve been gone for six years and you still haven’t gotten the title of Mrs. Grey must be really frustrating for you, isn’t it?” I snickered. It felt good to see the defeated look on her face, even though it didn’t last. “You seem to forget your place, Mirabella.” Nicole started clicking her tongue. “You seem to forget the fact that Easton has always and will always be in love with me. You were married to him for three years, but during that period, I’ve always been the one in his heart.” She stated, letting out a scoff. “