(Winona)At home, Abby zooms past me into the kitchen.“Oh, hi, Mommy.” Then she backs up and gives me a quick hug. “Gotta go, we’re making cookies for Aunt Cass.” Then she’s gone.“Hi Abby…” My words trail off in the wake of her energy. I grin.Their laughter echoes through the penthouse, and for a moment, I just stand here, taking it all in.This penthouse was never designed for such family chaos, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It feels like home.Jayden looks up as soon as I walk in, and a smile spreads across his face, the kind of smile that makes my heart flip.Suddenly, the heaviness I've been carrying since my session feels a little lighter. Of course, I can’t ruin this wedding with my insecurities.“Hey, you,” he says, standing up and crossing the room to take me into his arms. “How was your session?”“It was good,” I reply, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. I glance around at the chaos. “This place looks like a bomb hit it.”“I think it makes the penthouse look bett
(Winona)“So, the gala night was interesting,” Phillip says, not looking up from his papers.He’s been over at Brennan Industries working with Judy on a marketing push since the gala evening.I glance over at him. “What do you mean?”“Judy was her usual underhanded self.”“No surprise to me at all.”“No. Me neither. Jayden is right to cut her out of his life.”“What do you think of Gabriel, with Cass?”“Look, I think we are all a little concerned but Cass is no slouch. She stood up for you when Judy mentioned you. Gabriel basically told Judy mind her own business too.”“Really?” Even after that fight we’d had? “Cass never mentioned anything. What do Gabriel’s family think of Cass?”“They seem fine, but their culture is different I guess.”“Do you know them very well?”“The sisters,” Phillip clarifies, finally looking up. “I’ve met with Ana and Eva a few times now, and they are very nice, but… I get the feeling they’re not really interested in sticking around in the States. They miss h
(Winona)“Cass is heading to Cancun soon with Gabriel and Mia for a short break before the wedding,” I can’t hide the hint of disapproval.Gus raises an eyebrow. “You’re not okay with her seeing Gabriel?”I sigh, leaning back in my chair. “No. Not really. But what can I do? She’s an adult, Gus. I can’t control her decisions. And besides, I’ve got too much on my plate with the wedding and our family.”“Yes, you can’t take on life for Cass too.”“It’s just… I’m worried. Gabriel. He’s older, and I can’t shake the feeling that he’s using Cass.”“I get it.”“But what is he using her for? I mean, he clearly doesn’t need her for a green card or residency with the business shares. It’s not like Cass has assets or a fortune in the bank.” I shrug.“Maybe you just answered your own question. Maybe he likes Cass for who she is. From what I saw, a very remarkable young woman who has no qualms taking care of herself or telling anyone how it really is.”“You have no clue how good she is at taking ca
(Winona)Abby tugs at my hand, her eyes wide with excitement. “Mommy, I can’t wait to see you in your dress! It’s going to be so pretty!”I smile down at her, my heart swelling with love. “I can’t wait to see you in your flower girl dress, sweetheart. You’re going to be a real princess.”She giggles and skips ahead as the bridal attendant greets us, leading us to a private area with champagne for us and soda for the kids.I’ve been so focused on life. So focused on keeping things okay around me. Today it’s time to soak up some good vibes for myself.I slip into the dressing room when the dress bag unzips, it takes my breath away all over again. The attendant carefully helps me step into the gown. The fabric is cool against my skin at first, smooth but light considering the beading and lace.As she buttons up the back, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and for a moment, I don’t recognize the woman staring back at me.“You’ve lost a little weight.”“I promise I’ll eat more cak
(Jayden)I can’t explain the feeling of holding Henry against my bare chest. It’s more than just warmth, more than the soft rise and fall of his tiny body. It’s like every fear, every worry I’ve had about him since the day he was born melts away.My protective drive for him is consolidated as I cradle him in the crook of one arm and keep him against me. I love him so much. We love him so much. Ashlyn would be proud. But then again, Ashlyn didn’t want to be his mother.Ashlyn chose to give up her rights as his parent. That makes me wonder, if we’d stayed married and she’d had the baby and we’d played happy families, how would it have all ended up? She never wanted motherhood but she would have forced herself to keep me. It brings me back to just how broken Ashlyn was. It was never meant to be with her. I could never have loved her like I love Winona now.I know how rejection on that parental level feels. I’m so glad Henry will never feel that. Winona is and always will be his mothe
(Jayden)After the incredible time with Henry earlier at the hospital, I’m back at home. But I struggle with not being there with Henry. Winona is in the kitchen talking with Anne and Abby. Bobby and Sarah are doing their homework.The doctors said Henry might be able to come home in four to six weeks if things continue the way they’re going. I can’t even begin to describe how that makes me feel. The excitement, the relief, the overwhelming sense of possibility.After everything, we’re finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. And this time, hopefully, it’s not the oncoming train.Winona comes into the living room. She sits beside me. “So, I spoke with Gus last week. He came to the office.”I tense up immediately at the mention of his name. “What’s going on with him now?”She sighs, her fingers tracing small circles on my leg. “He asked if we wanted to have dinner with him and Maria.”I shake my head, knowing exactly where this is going. “I’m not interested, Winona.”“I tol
(Winona)I can’t move. I can’t breathe.“Jayden?” My voice comes out softer than I intend, almost a whisper, but it’s the only thing I can manage. My throat is tight, my pulse pounds in my ears.He doesn’t answer but I see the guilt and confusion in his eyes. He knows. He knows what I heard.“What—what was that?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady, but failing miserably. My hands tremble, and I clench the bedsheet to stop them from shaking so much.Jayden runs a hand through his sweat-soaked hair, his fingers, and he looks down. “It’s nothing, Winona. Just… a nightmare.”“Bullshit it was just a nightmare,” I say. “Jayden, you called out Ashlyn’s name. You used the safe word…”He doesn’t answer, and that silence is louder than any explanation he could offer. My stomach twists. I sit up fully now, pushing the covers off me, and the cold air hits my skin. But I don’t care.The chill in the room has nothing on the icy knot forming in my gut.“It was a dream then a nightmare with Ashlyn
(Judy)It feels like an eternity since I had Abby alone, and even though I cherish every moment with Abby, the supervision is a little suffocating. But I know this is my own fault.I pushed Jayden too far. I did the same at the gala.Gus was livid about that later. I told him to butt out of my life and run back to Greg’s slut, Maria. That made him even more angry. I don’t care. I have Brennan Industries, and I intend to own it completely.I don’t have Jayden and that hurts.However, I am beginning to see that setting off his anger is not the way I get him back. It’s not working. The only way to get time with him again is to change how I do things. I’m going to do that.Abby runs up to me and I hug her madly. Winona always stays within sight and earshot, her presence a constant reminder that I’m not trusted. I will play by the rules.For Abby’s sake. I must be getting old, but not being able to have Abby in my life at all puts me in a very dark place.Abby sits on a small plastic chair
Readers, I’ve been back through all your comments and it really touches me that so many of you cared about these characters. I want to send a very special shout out to mitzi.goodson and Theresa for your active love of the story all the way and for commenting regularly. I love you guys and I love all the readers #hearteyes# Also I have discovered a mistake in the upload of Chapter 553. Only half the chapter seems to have been uploaded and I have now fixed that. I know you’re asking about if you’ll see these characters again…right now, I’m letting them rest but I hope to update you on them in the future. Right now I’m focusing on my new stories which I know you’ll also love.In the next one, After waking from a 5 month coma, Ava Lancaster watches her beloved daughter die. Ex-husband Zach Lorne, allowed the mother of his first child, cunning Sienna Sinclair to use little Lila as a medical pawn. Consumed by grief, Ava sets their mansion ablaze—clutching Lila’s body while Zach pleads outs
(Winona)Lisa sits on the couch between me and Jayden, her fingers curled around the USB stick.“You don’t have to,” I remind her gently.“I know,” she replies. “But I want to. I can’t move forward if I don’t hear him out.” She hands the drive to Jayden.Jayden leans forward and plugs the drive in. The screen flickers.And then there he is.Lance. Black eye blooming from Jayden’s attack over hall pass week, bruised knuckles, the same crooked grin he always wore.“Lisa,” he says, “I’m so sorry. I wish this could have been different.”I glance at her. She flinches but doesn’t look away.He shakes his head. “No big poetic intro. No music. No tragic montage. Just me.”His smile cracks slightly.“First, I want to say this isn’t your fault. You didn’t fail me. You didn’t love me wrong. In fact, you’re probably the only person who ever loved me right.”Lisa’s breath hitches beside me.“I wasn’t built for longevity, Lisa. You knew that. Hell, I practically had an exit sign blinking over my he
(Winona)Viktor stands with his hands by his side while Jayden finishes up his announcement.I watch on, proud of them both. Not only staunch in business but as friends.“I’ll still be involved on a higher level, but day-to-day, Viktor’s your guy,” Jayden says, firm and confident. “Effective immediately, he’s the new CEO of Nexus Global.”There’s a brief pause before the quiet, respectful claps ripple through the room.Viktor just nods. “Thank you,” he says. No long speech. No dramatic reaction. Just two words. Classic Viktor.Jayden glances my way and walks over.“Proud of him,” I say quietly. “And of you.”“He’s ready,” Jayden replies. “Hell, he’s been ready for a while now. He taught me almost everything I know about Nexus Global.”Viktor lingers by the window, posture steady. Astrid steps up beside him, saying something low. He replies with a brief nod and the smallest of smirks.Jayden leans into me and murmurs, “did you see that?”I arch an eyebrow. “The nod or the smirk?”“Both
(Winona)I see the moment his eyes catch mine in the window behind Astrid. He blinks like he’s seeing a ghost. Too late. I’m already across the restaurant floor, my heels pounding each step out in deliberate warning, the sound sharp against the quiet hum of late-night conversations. Heads turn. I don’t care.His face shifts from confusion to panic as I advance—his mouth parting slightly, eyes darting to Astrid like he’s trying to figure out if he’s imagining this. He’s not. I’m here. I saw everything.I saw the kiss. I saw the closeness after. The lingering smiles, the laughter, and the way Astrid’s hand stayed on his like they were sharing secrets. Like she belongs to him. You don’t need sound to understand body language.That kiss wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t a friendly peck on the cheek. It was enough for me to wonder if they’ve been playing me for a fool for weeks. Maybe months.Jayden stands just as I reach the table, knocking his chair back in a clumsy scrape. Astrid rema
(Jayden)Astrid raises her glass, the candlelight catching the rim. “To surviving another quarter without firing anyone major.”“To the rest of us surviving the grueling schedule of the Ice Queen herself.”“You did okay.”“Just okay?”“Better than okay. You have quite the work drive, Jayden. Gus was right to leave Nexus in your hands.”“Not one of you thought that at first. You all hated me. Especially Hugo. I think he still might, actually.”“Oh, you are not so bad, after all.”We clink glasses. The wine’s sharp, dry—like her. The restaurant is dim, ambient, tucked just off the canal. Astrid insisted it was the best late-night spot in Brussels. So far, I can’t argue.The food was incredible, the service seamless, and the company? Easy. A little too easy.This dinner has gone longer than I expected. I expected an answer from Winona to my text. But it hasn’t come. The conversation just flowed so effortlessly tonight.No drama. No awkward silences. No carefully chosen words. Astrid, wh
(Winona)It’s nearly 1 a.m. when I step off the jet into the crisp Brussels air. I haven’t slept. I haven’t eaten properly. My thoughts have been chewing on each other for nine hours straight.I hear my phone notification, but I see Cass and I’m so damn happy. She’s about to launch the rest of her life and I’m excited for her.“It’s so good to see you.” I say as I run towards her and give her a hug.“You look like hell,” she says as she grins and hugs me back.“Oh, thanks for the compliment. You look like death yourself.”“Just finished a12 hour shift, what’s your excuse?”We walk out to the private parking area. Having a private jet is so convenient.“I can only blame stress and paranoia,” I tell her as we put my case in the back seat and get into her car.“Paranoia?”“Yes, about where Jayden and I stand in out marriage lately. I’m not sure I’m what makes him happy. All we do is fight, it seems.”“Okay… ah, so me telling him you’d have been better off never meeting him probably didn’
(Jayden)It’s nearly ten. The office is quiet, except for the soft hum of fluorescent lights above the boardroom. Astrid and I have been going through projections for Q3. Numbers, strategies, deadlines. All things that used to matter more than they do right now. My family call is bothering me. It’s not that Winona had a sudden business trip, that’s expected, it’s just the way we interact lately. Going through the motions. Not speaking up on how we feel in case it triggers an argument. I’m as much to blame.“You missed an adjustment here,” she says, tapping the edge of my laptop.“I didn’t miss it,” I say, not looking up. “I just didn’t apply it yet.”She raises an eyebrow. She knows I’m distracted. I’ve worked with her long enough to recognize the look that says I’m full of shit.“You want my input or just someone to nod along while you pretend to work?” she asks.I lean back in my chair. “You always cut right through it, don’t you?”“Of course.”She’s right. She doesn’t have patie
(Winona)The family call starts like any other.Except this time, I’ve told the kids I’ll be away and lied about where I’m going.Now I have to convince Jayden it’s an unexpected business trip.Bobby’s got a stack of papers next to him, pretending he’s not glancing at them while he listens to Jayden. He’s been working on some design options for the school vegetable garden.He’s become quietly obsessed with getting it right.Sarah is asking about when she can next visit the Nexus office again. Abby’s wearing one of Henry’s bibs and announcing herself as the ‘baby boss’ while trying to feed Henry a cracker he doesn’t want.Henry is slamming his hands on the table, shrieking with defiance, and Kit is doing her best to keep the screen steady while holding him.Chaos. Beautiful, familiar chaos. Welcome to the Brennan zoo.Jayden is calm, smiling, fully engaged. He’s asking Bobby about his team at school, praising his leadership skills. He tells Sarah he misses her drawings and promises to
(Winona)Phillip is at his desk when I walk in, finishing up a call. He looks up and gives me a half smile, casual but watchful.I cross the room but remain standing. “I won’t keep you long. I just… I wanted to let you know I’m stepping down in an active capacity from Vault. Effective immediately.”Phillip’s face shifts from polite curiosity to astonishment. “Wait—stepping down how?”I nod. “I’ll remain the owner. But I’m not going to be overseeing day-to-day management or strategic decisions anymore. I’m handing all of that to you. If you want it. CEO, President, call it what you will—I’m out.”He studies me carefully. “That’s… a big move, Winona. You’ve always been a control fre… ahh, hands-on.”I give him a quick grin. “Nice save.”“I’m talented, what can I say? But you being hands-off, I’m not sure that’s even possible.”“I’ve realized I can’t keep devoting so much energy to business. My family needs me. My kids need me.”“Is this what Jayden asked you to do?” “No. He’s been exc