(Winona)The next day, I finally got the chance to catch up with Lisa. Apart from text messages to fill her in on Abby, I hadn’t seen her since the night I took her home after her confession over the drugs scandal.“Wow, this suite is amazing. Can I go see Abby?”“Sure. She’s been awake and able to have clear fluids since the infection started clearing up.”“I’m so happy. Does that mean she’s out of the woods?”I shake my head. “Far from it I’m afraid. Another operation next week. Jayden will be giving a blood sample today, possibly Judy as well although I really hope I don’t have to rely on her to do the right thing.”We walk to Abby’s room and she gives a tiny smile. “Aunt Lisa, yay!”“Hey there, poppet. You feeling better?”Abby nods, “I got jelly for dinner.” “Oh my goodness. That’s amazing.” Lisa sanitizes her hands and gives Abby a high five. “Winning!”The nurse smiles. “I’ll head off for dinner. Buzz if you need anything before I’m back.”“Thank you so much.”“There’s enough
(Jayden)The blood test is done and I’m going to see Ashlyn. Mother can wait. Hopefully I can be the one to help out Abby. My mind is even more confused than ever. Remembering is not all it’s cracked up to be.I’ve gone from never wanting kids to being a father twice over in the space of twenty-four hours. As memories filter back through, I know what I’m walking away from. But if I truly love Winona and my daughter Abby, I will choose to let them have a happy, content and peaceful life.But they said she has my eyes and I’d love to see that. I did think it would be better if I never officially met her, but I think if I can just see her once, that will be enough. Then I can get on with my life. Without Winona.The powerful CEO inside me wants to strike out and take what I want most in the world. But I can’t. I’ve made my decision. I will honor what Ashlyn and I had. I will honor Winona’s wishes. I will honor my children the best I can under the circumstances.From the last time we had
(Winona)“Dr. Green. Thanks for stopping by. A call would have sufficed.” I say as I shake the hand that my daughter’s life depends on.“No, I prefer to discuss this in person.”“Is everything okay with Abby?”“For now, yes. She’s showing strong recovery signs. Her operation is scheduled for Monday morning.” “That soon?” It’s Friday now.“She’s strong enough. But Jayden Brennan was not a match. We won;t proceed Monday if I don’t have a blood stock for her.”My heart sinks at that news. “No other prospects for donation?” I ask hopefully.“Not as yet, no. I do believe you have one other blood relative you can ask. Judy Brennan?”“Yes.” I hesitate because I don’t want my daughter’s life in her hands.“Winona, I can’t operate that soon unless we have the blood. The risk of reinfection and rejection is too high. Abby might not get through recovery.”“But if she doesn’t have the operation on Monday?”“The deterioration in the walls of her heart will continue. We have bought her some time.
(Winona)As I walk back into the Brennan Wing at the hospital to get back to Abby, I dial Jayden. The sterile smell of antiseptic and the low hum of medical equipment surround me, reminding me that it isn’t some holiday home. It makes my heart feel heavier with each step.“Hi, Winona. Is Abby okay?” Jayden’s voice comes through the line, tinged with concern.“Yes, I’m not sure if you know or not, but Doctor Green came to see us this morning. Your blood isn’t a match to Abby’s.” I hate saying those words out loud. It feels like defeat, like another door closing in our desperate search for a solution.“Damn. Winona, I’m sorry.” His apology sounds sincere, but it does little to ease the knot of anxiety tightening in my chest.“Well, we can’t blame you for your blood. Anyway, I went to see your mother.” My voice wavers slightly as I recall the tense meeting with Judy, her steely eyes searching mine for any sign of deception.“Alone?” He sounds surprised, maybe even a bit impressed.“Yes
(Winona)At the club, the music is loud and the lights are dazzling. Phillip is beside me at the bar and I’m not even being biased when I say he looks the fittest man here. His sculpted body is alive in clinging jeans and shirt. I’ve noticed most of the women and a few men give him the eye.“You look stunning,” he whispers in my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. “That black dress is smokin’ hot on you.”For the first time ever, I’m ready to explore my deeper feelings with him. I want to be happy.“Thank you,” I reply, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. I grab his hand and lead him across the dance floor to the table Lisa and Lance are at.It’s nice to have friends around, making the atmosphere less tense, and they are seeming friendlier than usual with each other tonight. I hope Lisa knows what she’s doing and doesn’t get hurt again or hurt anyone else. We’ve been through a lot together and made some bad choices. I keep glancing at the entrance, waiting for Jayden and
(Winona)The next morning, I came out of my bedroom early to go check on Abby. Phillip and I are actually engaged. I do need to pick out a ring, but we’ll get to that soon. We shared some laughs and a few more kisses last night and both went to our own rooms.I’m not ready to take it to the next level yet. While I’m sending out a big message to everyone, as Judy wanted me too, I’m still not ready to be intimate. I sit beside Abby’s bed and watch her sleep. I silently pray we get the blood we need to get this operation done on Monday.“Hey, morning. How was last night?” Anne is beside me with coffee.“I asked Phillip to marry me. He said yes.”Abby moves her head and I nod towards the door indicating we should go out and talk.In the lounge area Anne sits with her coffee. “Are you sure you aren’t rushing it?”I shrug. “Maybe. But I’m just doing everything afraid at this point. I don’t believe in the one true love and soulmate stuff anymore. I’ve learned the hard way that life is abou
(Winona)“If Mrs. Brennan is still there, you can ask her to come back down and make the donation right away. Otherwise, I can call her…”“No need, she’s here. Thank you for letting us know so soon.”“You’re welcome. Doctor Green will touch base with you Monday morning.”The call disconnects and I’m so happy I could hug Judy! I look across at her angular face. Hmmm, maybe not. But anyway, this is the good news I’d prayed for.“Great news! Your blood has the marker they need.”Judy gives a close-lipped smile. “How fortunate. I’m sure that’s a great relief to you.”“They said you can pop back down and make the donation now.”“You know, today is a very busy day for me.”I stare at her. She can’t be saying what I think she is. “Judy? I mean what the actual hell are you saying?”She glances at her Cartier diamond encrusted watch. “Today may not be good for me.”“Really?” My blood is all but boiling in my veins. “I knew you were a first class bitch but you’ve really upgraded lately.” I keep
(Jayden)“Mother! Wow, this is great news.” I’m genuinely happy that she’s a match. Maybe this can go some way to mending bridges between her and Winona.“Son, yes. It really is.”“So, Abby can go for her next op Monday, as soon as your mother gives her blood donation… oh, that’s if you agree to it, Judy. I’d hate to presume…” Winona adds.Why does she have to say something like that? Is she just trying to make an argument?“Of course she’ll donate. What are you saying? Do you really think Mother would refuse?” I snap back.“Of course not. I just meant she may be busy today.” Winona says and I know she’s just saying that to cover for how she feels about Mother. “I think it’s about time you stopped all the petty hatred thing. The past is the past, Winona. Get over it. Mother has really been trying lately.”“Yes, I agree. It’s time to let bygones be bygones.” Winona says and her voice brightens up. “Look, I want to throw a combined birthday and welcome home party for Abby in three week
(Winona)Sofia’s voice cues the next topic. “You’ve both had demanding careers. How do you make sure the kids come first?” I shift, pushing my sunglasses up onto my head. “We make it work by making sure that when we are together, we are fully present. No distractions.” Jayden smirks. “Well, most of the time. There’s always the occasional emergency.” “Business emergencies are one thing. But the kids know they’re our priority. They always come first,” I say.Bobby speaks up. “We have a family video call every night, before bed. We never miss it. No matter where we are.” I nod. “That’s right. And this is our first family trip but not our last. The kids have chores. Bobby gets out in the garden and he’s great at landscape design. We just find ways to drown out the negative white noise with positive family energy.”The day finally comes to an end and cameras capture it all. The smiles, the laughter, the easy dynamic we’ve spent years building. I’m proud of us. Sofia was right. This was
(Winona)The sun blazes down, the sky a perfect, uninterrupted blue as we step onto the deck of the yacht. Dubai’s skyline looms behind us, glass towers gleaming in the heat, the water an impossible shade of turquoise. The cameras are already set up, discreet but ever-present. A carefully curated glimpse into the life of a family that—on paper—has it all. Jayden shakes hands with the producer, exchanging pleasantries, while I shift Henry on my hip, forcing a smile. I see Sofia Fernandez, Nexus Global’s Head of Public Relations. I’m a little relieved to see a familiar face and someone I bonded with in Brussels. Then behind her I see Astrid Koenig. I stiffen slightly at the blank expression but that’s just Astrid. Sofia comes straight in with a huge smile and hug for me.As I hug her back, I see Astrid approach Jayden. She’s not a hugger but she does touch his hand and eyeball him while giving a definite nod. He smiles back like he’s not trying to smile. I can tell she likes him.A w
(Winona)Dubai is breathtaking. The resort is pure indulgence—pristine beaches, towering glass buildings, the smell of salt and luxury in the air. The kids are all fed and crashed in bed and Jayden has arranged a late dinner for us.Dinner is set on the resort rooftop, candles flickering against the warm night breeze, the city stretching out beneath us in a blanket of gold lights.Jayden reaches for my hand across the table. “It’s nice, isn’t it? Us, here. Without work hanging over our heads. Our family all together. I’ve missed the kids so much.”I smile, but it’s not quite real. I’m trying to forget earlier. “The kids?”“And you as well, that goes without saying.”“Does it?”He studies me. “You okay?”“Not really. But I will be. It’s been hectic and I so looked forward to being here,” I say, “ without the media.”“I can guarantee you there’s no media or cameras clicking tonight. I made sure we had absolute privacy.” “We may as well get to the first of the herd of elephants in the r
(Winona)The airport is a swirling mass of bodies, luggage, and barely controlled chaos. Some flights have been cancelled because of the weather, and I just hope ours is not one of them.I refused the private jet as I want the kids to see how the majority of people travel. We’re still business class but even that lounge is backed up right now.Sarah is not one for big crowds, so she’s on edge. I’m trying to stay calm to show her it’s okay and we can cope with this.“When will we get there?” she asks for the tenth time. Bobby groans loudly beside me. “Sarah, we’re not even on the plane yet. Stop asking dumb questions.” “Don’t be mean,” I chide, shifting Henry higher on my hip. He’s already getting restless, his little hands grabbing at my necklace. I just hope he doesn’t need another diaper change anytime soon.River chuckles, adjusting her backpack. “Gonna be a long flight, I think.” Kit smirks. “Oh yeah. Definitely. But it’s just energy in here. The kids pick up on it.” Sarah pou
(Mia)The ink is barely dry on the new contract, Ana has let half her shares come to me, another step closer to control of Brennan Industries. I should feel satisfied.Instead, my skin crawls. Because I know what’s coming. I try to ignore the feeling of dread as I step into the underground parking garage, but it’s useless. The moment I see them—two of his men, stationed by a sleek black sedan—I know. I school my features, walking toward them with measured steps. They don’t speak, just open the door. I slide inside, the door clicks shut, and he is sitting across from me. Don Alejandro, watching me with the patience of a man who has spent his entire life winning wars that no one even knew he started. He doesn’t speak right away. Just lets the silence press down on me like a vice, his eyes sharp, assessing. Then, finally, he sighs. “You have been busy, mi princesa.” I don’t flinch. “Securing my future.” His head tilts slightly, amusement flickering in his gaze. He lets the silence
(Winona)Henry’s screams are relentless. His face is red, tiny fists flailing as he buries his head into my shoulder, but nothing I do settles him. His little body is warm, his exhaustion radiating into mine. So much for a relaxing Saturday at home with only one business call.Bobby is circling the kitchen, pushing the stroller towards me like a man on a mission. “This usually works,” he offers.We lay Henry in there and it doesn’t help. Bobby pushes him towards the kitchen door to head outside. But Henry isn’t settling, and I can tell he won’t. I call Bobby back. No point us both being deafened.At least Sarah and Abbey are happy outside, shrieking in delight over whatever game they’ve invented. Kit and River are off for the day, finally getting some time to set up their home. Anne’s out of state. I’m alone. Henry wails louder, his little face blotchy with frustration, arms flailing as I take him from Bobby’s arms.“Alright, baby. What is it?” I bounce him gently, pressing his da
(Lisa)The office is too big. Too polished. Too… corporate. I drop into the massive leather chair behind my desk and glare at the sheer size of the space. The floor-to-ceiling windows offer a sweeping view of the city, the kind of view people kill for.It’s ridiculous. How is this my life now? Howe is there any money left for the actual charities when I have an office like this. It seems top heavy. Something I’d like to change. I’m not sure Logan will agree.A week ago, I wasn’t even sure I could do this. Now, here I am—CEO, handling meetings, locking in funding, making things happen. And for the first time in my life, I’m actually working for something.Not just existing, floating from party to party, living off old money and good genes. I should feel on top of the world. I do, in many ways.But exhaustion drags at my bones. I’m not sure this is sustainable for me. Or maybe I will get used to it. I don’t know.My body isn’t my own anymore, and I know why. But I won’t say it. Won
being in relationships. It doesn’t seem to affect you at all.” She tilts her head, considering. “I guess I know who I am and I know what makes me happy.”I nod slowly. “There is a certain freedom in not being emotionally attached to another person like that.” She doesn’t answer right away. When she does, it’s quiet. “Exactly.” I get it. More than I want to admit. Once, I thought the same way. That staying alone was the best way to keep control. That life was easier when it was just me, my work, and nothing to lose. But then, there was my mother who’d never let me be, Ashlyn and all the rest of my crazy past that never gave me a minute of real peace.I could have swiped them all away in some moments. But all of that made me the person I am today. A man who really does know what makes him happy and want he wants in life.Exactly what I have now. Maybe less business hoops to jump through would be great but it is what it is right now.“Married, with kids, a life that’s full and chaot
(Winona)I step in front of Phillip and he tries to touch my back as he follows me into the restaurant. I quicken my step so he just misses. I do not want him touching me.We settle at the long table with so many VIP’s my head almost spins. I take a breath and thank them all for coming as I take my seat before Phillip can be gentlemanly and pull out my seat or anything.A glass of champagne is poured for me and I take a sip.Then I hear my phone in my purse. I pull it out. God, it’s seven o’clock already.Incoming video call – Jayden & Kids. Shit. I take a quick sip of wine and push back my chair, standing up. “Excuse me, I need to take this.”I don’t wait for acknowledgment, just step away, weaving through white-clothed tables and murmured conversations until I reach the terrace. The night air is crisp, grounding. I answer the call, forcing a smile. “Hey, family.” The screen fills with Henry’s chubby cheeks and he’s held by Kit. Abbey’s bright eyes light up her frame. Bobby and S