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Athena"That's how forgettable you are." The words echo in my mind, slicing through the silence of my car. Over and over, they replay, like a cruel melody stuck on a loop, each repetition heavier than the last. I grip the steering wheel tighter, knuckles turning white, but it does nothing to steady the trembling in my hands. It’s been thirty minutes — thirty long, suffocating minutes — and I’m still here, parked in the same spot, unable to step out of my car. I barely slept a wink last night. I thought tears would help but they just made it even worse because I woke up with a pounding head.As I sit here, my chest feels too small for the ache inside it, like I’m trying to swallow a scream that refuses to come out. The air feels too thick, the car too quiet — the only sound is my uneven breathing, breaking the silence in shaky gasps. It's at this point when I miss my mother. I wish she was still alive so I could tell her everything while she hugged all the pain away. But even
AthenaPain.It’s the first thing I feel, a deep, searing ache that spreads through my entire body like wildfire. My limbs feel like dead weight, my head is pounding, and my throat is raw as if I had swallowed shards of glass. My lashes flutter open, and the bright, lights of the hospital sting my vision. The beeping of a monitor echoes in my ears.Am I dead?Moving my neck tells me the answer because the pain I feel is excruciating.I inhale slowly, but even that hurts.“Athena?”The voice is soft, but also sounding panicked. I’m pretty sure my family doesn’t give a shit about me so that can’t be them. Hell, they wouldn't cross the road just to check on how I’m doing. So who is it?My brain is mushy and there is an annoying ring in my ears as I turn my head slightly—every movement like dragging through molasses—and my gaze lands on Giana. Her usually composed face is streaked with worry, her wrinkled hands trembling as they reach for me, smoothing my hair away from my damp forehe
Alex She blinks at me and I lock my jaw. Seeing her bruises and how she's in pain but trying to hide it is doing things to me that shouldn't happen. I kept telling myself I'm only here because I have to save face but my heart knows it's bullshit. I came because I wanted to be here. Fuck, I haven't even left since the day she fell.Once she's better I'm going to turn this city upside down just so I can find the fucker who dared push her. I know this because I retrieved the deleted footage. They thought they were smart but nothing goes beyond Luca. “Well, I don't care.” She argues. Making me sigh in frustration. Her exams are over, but her professor said he'd make sure she gets to write deferred. But I choose not to tell her so I can see how far she will go.Pushing her buttons seems to be my favorite game lately. She tries to stand but her legs give out and she falls forward.I step closer and hold her as she falls into my arms like it's the most natural thing. Her body is warm
AlexAthena’s head snaps in my direction, and for a second, I think she’s about to fire off some smartass comment — tell me I’m imagining things, that I’m overreacting again — but she doesn’t. Instead, she swallows hard, her hand gripping the thin hospital blanket like it’s the only thing keeping her anchored."I'm fine," she says, but her voice lacks the bite I’m used to. It’s flat.I step closer, ignoring the doctor now. He’s just an annoying blur in the corner of my vision."What did he do?" My voice is lower this time.Her eyes widen just a fraction. "Nothing. He did his job, Alex. That's it."But I see it — the slight tremble in her fingers, the way her throat bobs when she swallows again. She’s not okay."I need to speak to the nurse's station," the doctor interjects, clearly uncomfortable with the tension swirling in the room. He’s already edging toward the hallway like he can feel the noose tightening around his neck.I let him go. For now.The door shuts again, leaving us a
Athena“Ohhh, I’m so glad you’re better, my baby. I’m sorry I couldn’t be with you as you checked out. Something came up,” Giana says from her hospital bed, her warm smile easing some of the tension in my chest. I laugh softly. “I can see that.” She looks tired but still elegant, her silver hair neatly pinned back, her frail hands resting on the blanket. The monitors beep steadily beside her and my heart aches for her. I sit beside her, reaching for her hand. She squeezes mine gently. “I was worried about you,” she says. I glance down, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I'm fine, granny.” Her green eyes study me, the way only she can. “Liar.” I force a smile. “I learned from the best.” She chuckles, but there’s sadness in it. “That boy of mine… he loves you in his own way, you know. I know you two feel like we had to force it upon you, but I trust my instinct. And it says you two make a perfect match.” I don’t answer. My heart swells as the words from yesterday ech
Alex“You’re not paying attention to me.” Leah’s voice cuts through the silence. I don’t respond. Just swirl the amber liquid in my glass, watching the way the light catches it. “You’re distracted,” she presses. “Is everything okay?” I take a slow breath. Exhale. “Fine.”One word. That’s all she gets. She sighs and picks up a second glass, pouring a drink before handing it to me. I don’t move to take it. Because she touched it. The thought sends an uncomfortable itch crawling up my spine. My fingers twitch, resisting the urge to shove it away. She notices my hesitation, her lips parting slightly before she sets the glass down on the table instead. I don’t miss the flicker of pain concealed in her eyes. I reach for the bottle and pour myself a new drink. One untouched. One clean. Leah crosses her arms. “Still the same, huh?” I don’t answer. She sighs, her shoulders slumping as she sits next to me and tries to hook her arm into mine but thinks twice about it.
Athena The door shuts and I keep my face forward, like I haven't heard him walk in. I arrived a few hours ago with Ryan helping me while my husband probably went to lay off some steam with the love of his life. I tried to shower but it's been a bitch because I'm still so sore and I almost died in there.I imagined Ryan's face pale when he heard my scream but couldn't come in. Alex would kill him. My entire body is in pain but I'd rather die than show that weakness. “How are you feeling?” His deep voice caresses my skin. But I harden my heart and fix my face. “Fine.” “Athena.” “I'm tired, Alex. Let me just watch TV in peace.” Silence settles between us, heavy and suffocating. I keep my eyes glued to the screen, even though I’m not really watching. I can feel him standing there, his presence pressing down on me, but I refuse to look at him. I hear him sigh, then the rustling of fabric as he moves. I expect him to leave, but instead, he walks closer. I tense when I feel t
Athena“Come on Athena! You missed every party we've had. We need to celebrate our final paper!” Mira hooks her hand Into mine and I wince. “Careful, I'm still in pain.” It has been two weeks since my accident and my body has healed but when too much pressure is applied, it stings. After I was discharged, officers came home and asked if I had anyone who would target me and honestly, I couldn't think of anyone. Ariana suggested they get me a bodyguard but I declined. It was going to just cause unnecessary attention. They were reluctant at first but I managed to convince them and now here I am. Mira has been my friend since my first year and although I wouldn't call her my best friend, she's the closest I have to one. Her face reddens. “Oh I'm so sorry. I thought you were better.” I laugh, “I am. We can talk about the party once I write my exams, okay? I'm anxious and I'm not sure they'll let me sit for them.”One thing about this school is that they don't compromise and reputat
ALEXI don't know how long I've been pacing outside the hospital room. Minutes? Hours? Time doesn’t feel real when you’re forced to wait. My hands clench into fists, then relax, only to clench again. Every few seconds, I hear her. Athena. Her voice, raw with pain, broke through the walls that separate us. Each sound she makes feels like a blade against my skin, cutting deeper and deeper. And I can't do anything about it. I run a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. The sterile hospital air does nothing to settle the weight in my chest. I’ve faced a lot of things in my life, fights, failures, and loss, but nothing prepared me for this kind of helplessness. When I first stepped into that room, she told me to leave. And for the first time, I actually listened. Because I saw it in her eyes. The anger. The frustration. The pain. She didn't want me there. And maybe... maybe she was right. Maybe I don’t deserve to be in that room with her. But I can’t leave, either.
ATHENA I don't know how we get to the hospital or how I find myself in the VIP room. But all I know is I'm suddenly on the bed with an IV on my hand. Those G****e searches I did about how labor occurs didn't prepare me enough for this. I groan as the world spins while the contractions come in waves, slow at first, like an approaching storm. I grip the bedsheets, my breathing uneven as the dull ache in my lower back sharpens. The nurse moves around the room, checking the monitors, speaking in a calm voice, but her words blur into the background. "You're only three centimeters dilated," she says, offering me an encouraging smile. "We still have a long way to go." How encouraging. I grimace. Three. I exhale sharply, frustration mixing with the discomfort. Every second feels like an eternity. Alex stands by the bed, watching me, his arms crossed. The usual arrogance in his expression is gone, replaced by something unreadable. Concern? Guilt? I don't care. I don't want him her
ATHENAMy fingers tighten around the doorknob as I stare at Alex. His green eyes burn into me with an intensity that makes my chest feel tight. There’s no mistaking the anger simmering that look, but his voice remains dangerously calm when he speaks.“There she is. The mother of my unborn child.”The way he says it sends a chill down my spine. My heart hammers, but I refuse to let him see the effect he has on me. I push the door shut behind me and drop my bag onto the small table by the entrance. I grab my takeaway pack and sit on the couch, trying to seem unbothered even though my heart is in my throat.“I didn’t realize you still lived here,” I say, my tone laced with mockery.His lips twitch in something that is far from a smile, and he slowly rises to his feet. The air in the room shifts. Alex never raises his voice, but his presence alone is suffocating.When he speaks, you hear him, no matter how low his tone is.“I’ve been busy,” he replies, rolling up his sleeves even further
One month later….. “You look beautiful.” Zayan says, and I laugh as I stuff another piece of apple pie in my mouth. “I'll take that as a compliment.” I was bored out of my mind, and I'd have done anything to pass time so I wouldn't think about labor just for one more second. Sadly, I had missed my white coat ceremony. It broke my heart, but Ariana said we would fix It once I gave birth. Anyway, so I tried reaching out to Sloane, but she had left the country, Mira was busy, and Noah was doing the meeting things the Kings do. My husband, however, was nowhere to be seen. At this point, I don't even know if he still lives In our home. So, left with only one choice, I called Zayan, who was more than happy to hang out with a pregnant woman. We've been hanging out for some time, and it's been fun. I also learned that he's actually a doctor but rides horses to lay off some steam. Which is pretty cool. I was unable to share much about me, and I just told him the basics. You kno
ATHENA“We failed him at one point. And honestly, I'd do anything to turn back time and reverse it. It's my biggest regret.” Ariana begins, but I don't interrupt her. “Eli and I were trying so hard to keep the legacy of the King family was going. So you know this life, meetings after meetings and trip after trip. He was the decision maker and the enforcer. I was the strategist. We went everywhere together because we worked best together. But after I had Alexander, I didn't slow down. I gave birth to him and let Giana and Raymond raise him with the help of the nannies.Time flew so fast, I didn't even realize my son was growing up without his mother's presence. In a blink of an eye, he turned eighteen, and I missed his birthday. But you know what breaks my heart?”Tears are now falling as she looks at me, and I don't know what to say. Ariana has always been so strong, she has never been the type to show weakness and I admire that about her but I'm also moved that she trusts me en
ATHENA“He doesn’t mean it” Ariana says, and I almost laugh at that. She had come to pick me up so we could go shopping, but I thought it would be nice for the men to tag along. What a stupid idea this was. We had just reached the door when I heard Alex talk about how I was shoved down his throat. The pain that I feel is not new, but it doesn't hurt any less. “I know he loves her. It's not news to me.” I look at my mother inlaw before knocking on the door. Ariana sighs as she opens Alex's door and walks in. “Mum.” Alex sits upright. “Hi Sweetheart, I was about to come to you.” Eli says, and Ariana smiles, placing a kiss on his lips. “We haven't done much, we thought we could join you, but I'm not sure today is a good day.” Ariana says as Alex stands to give her a kiss. This is the only time you'll ever get to see his soft eyes. When he’s looking at his mother and grandmother, “Hi.” I say slowly. Not knowing what else to say to him. “Hi.” He responds, “You can sit on the couc
ALEXThree months later…..Frustrating doesn’t even come close to describing Athena these past three months.She’s six months long now, and every day it feels like there’s a new side of her I’m seeing. I get it, it’s not easy carrying life inside you. But damn, some days, it feels like the world is going to swallow her whole. I’ve never felt so powerless. No matter what she’s going through, there’s nothing I can do to fix it. She’s pregnant and diagnosed with PTSD, and it makes everything feel like it’s on a knife’s edge. I’m walking around on eggshells, trying not to make it worse. I want to help, but it seems like the harder I try, the more I fail.I dive into the pool, the cool water enveloping me like a second skin, hoping it’ll clear my mind, even just for a moment.I'm not sure how long I swim when my muscles feel like they're burning. Sitting by the pool's edge, I grab my phone to check for any email I might have when I stumble upon a photo. Someone sent it to me but it's a p
ATHENAA thick, suffocating darkness surrounds me. Cold. Wet. Heavy. I can’t breathe. Water clings to my skin, soaking through my clothes, and weighing me down. My legs kick, my arms thrash, but there’s no solid ground beneath me. Only the endless, inky abyss swallowing me whole. I try to scream, but the moment I open my mouth, water rushes in. It burns. It fills my lungs, dragging me deeper, deeper until all I can hear is the muffled roar of my heartbeat and the distant echoes of my own cries. Then suddenly, A hand. It grips my shoulder, fingers digging in painfully. Not to save me. Not to pull me up. To push me further down. “No,” I choke, bubbles escaping my lips. I claw at the hand, at the unseen force keeping me trapped in this nightmare, but it’s too strong. The water is cold, but my chest burns, and my body convulses, desperate for air. I see shadows above me. A towering figure watching. Laughing. And then I’m falling…Not through water, but through dark
ATHENA A small baby bump. My mind repeats over and over again. “Athena!” Leah walks towards me and hugs me. I stiffen not knowing what to do with this affection. I'm wearing a lose Tshirt and jeans so I'm pretty sure I'm not showing unless you touch me, Leah however, is in a tight-fitting dress with her bump right on display for everyone to see. My heart stops, feeling like the world is suddenly spinning. “Congratulations. Didn't know you were married.” Sloane points out not missing the sarcasm in her tone. Leah laughs, as she turns to Sloane and tries to hug her but the eye she gives her makes her think otherwise. “I didn't know you were back, Sloane. It's good to see you.” My mouth is dry and I'm speechless. Who is the father of the child she's carrying? She didn't deny not being married either. Am I missing something? Suddenly I feel anger Start to brew inside me. Did Alex play me? I wouldn't even call it playing since I've known he's always loved her. Bile rises in my