Serena’s POVI stretch out my arm, the camera feeling almost weightless in my grasp, as I find him in the viewfinder—the boy with eyes as deep and blue as the ocean, and hair that glints like golden strands under the sun. "Smile to the camera, honey," I coax. "Alright, mommy," he says with a smile.
Serena’s POV"I don't think we need to talk about this, Bill," I say, trying to keep my voice steady and dismissive. "But okay, what's this about?" I ask, pretending I'm not worried. But the truth is, I’m scared Bill will threaten to take my child away from me. After all, he has all the means to do
Serena’s POV"Don't be like this, Serena," Bill says, sounding frustrated. "You can't keep me away from my child's life."As I look at Bill, I see the determination on his face. His eyes are intense, almost pleading, and his jaw is set in a way that tells me he's not going to back down easily. It's
Serena’s POVAfter two days in the hospital, I'm finally getting discharged. I'm waiting by the entrance, a small bag of personal items by my feet, when I see Stevie's car pull up.Stevie jumps out of the driver's side, her energy like a burst of fresh air. "Freedom at last!" she exclaims, her smile
Serena’s POVMarjorie and I sit down to talk about the possibility of us working together. I can't help but feel excited about the whole thing. Stevie comes over with coffee for us all a few minutes later."So, I came here a few days ago and you weren’t here," Marjorie begins. “Stevie mentioned you
Serena’s POVAs Marjorie leaves, Stevie and I turn to each other, both breaking into big grins. "This is insane, right?" I burst out, the thrill of the moment making my heart race.Stevie bounces on her heels. “I know! I still can’t believe it,” she says. “We're going to rock that fashion show!"I l
Serena’s POVWhen we were married, Bill never gave me flowers. I thought he held a grudge, believing I had tricked him into marrying me.Bill glances at Stevie and says, "Relax, I just want to give these flowers to Serena." Then, turning to me, he adds, "Pink tulips, your favorite."Seeing the tulip
Serena’s POV"I swear to God, this man is still obsessed with you," Stevie says. Her voice is seeping with anger as she steps on the gas.As she speeds up, I start to feel anxious, especially because I’m thinking about the baby. “Stevie, please slow down,” I say, my voice filled with concern. “We ne