Stevie’s POVBeing stuck in bed isn’t all bad. I mean, sure, it’s boring as hell most of the time, and I’d kill to walk further than from the bed to the bathroom without feeling like a 90-year-old. But there’s something about having this much downtime that forces you to think.Or, in my case, overth
Stevie’s POV“You’re joking, right?” I deadpan, staring at the wheelchair Calvin just rolled into the living room.“Nope,” he replies, looking entirely too pleased with himself.“Calvin, I’m not ninety. I can walk just fine—well, sort of.” I gesture vaguely at my legs, which have mostly been hanging
Calvin’s POVStevie amazes me.It’s not the loud, in-your-face kind of amazement. It’s quieter, deeper. Like watching a storm roll in from the distance, knowing it’s going to leave everything changed.She’s sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, papers and sketches spread out around her like
Bill’s POVBreakfast at our house is rarely peaceful. Collin is perched in his booster seat, wielding his spoon like a weapon as he demolishes a bowl of oatmeal. Serena sits across from him, pale and clearly trying not to gag at the smell of his breakfast.“More blueberries, Daddy!” Collin announces
Serena’s POVThe conference room feels like it’s shrinking. The production team for The Solitaire Job is gathered around the table, their energy infectious as they pitch the movie’s premise. A high-stakes heist, an exclusive gala, and Etoile de Collin’s jewelry right at the center of it all. It’s a
Stevie’s POVThere’s something about the golden hour that makes everything feel cinematic. The way the light hits just right, drenching the world in warm hues and stretching shadows long across the ground — it’s magic.I’m crouched low to the ground, my camera poised, trying to capture that exact fe
Calvin’s POVThe office is buzzing with its usual controlled chaos. Phones ringing, keyboards clacking, the hum of focused conversations—all of it blending into the background noise I’ve grown used to. My desk is littered with reports and contracts, each one demanding my attention, but I can’t seem
Stevie’s POV“Okay, hear me out,” I say, pacing the living room with a stack of sketches in one hand and a coffee cup in the other. “What if I group the photos not by theme, but by mood? Like, one wall is all serene and reflective, and the other is chaotic and raw. You know, mirror the human experie
Sunset Barbecue & Forever LoveSerena’s POVThere’s something about a perfect summer evening that makes me feel like we’ve done something right.The sun is just starting to set, casting that golden glow over our backyard, and the smell of barbecue fills the air. Kids’ laughter rings through the spac
The Sleepover from HellBill’s POVI don’t know how I got roped into this.One minute, I was minding my business, thinking about kicking back with a beer and watching the Lakers game. The next?I’m hosting a damn sleepover.Collin—our sweet, energetic, too-smart-for-his-own-good son—managed to convi
When Serena Got DrunkBill’s POVIt started out as a normal night.Just me, Serena, and a rare moment of freedom—no kids, no responsibilities, and no reason to be in bed by 10 p.m.I should’ve known it was going to get wild when she ordered her first margarita and said, “I deserve this.”By the thir
The Twins’ First Birthday BashSerena’s POVI told myself we were going to keep it simple.Something small, just close family and friends, maybe a cake, a few balloons, and a couple of presents. Nothing over the top.But I should’ve known better.Because the moment Calvin found out we were celebrati
The Worst Date Ever (And the Best Night After)Serena’s POVTonight was supposed to be perfect.A night just for us—no kids, no work stress, no last-minute interruptions. Just Bill and me, dressed up, out on the town, basking in the kind of luxury we rarely get to indulge in anymore. A night where w
Couples Therapy (Because Why Not?)Bill’s POVI have done a lot of things for my wife.I have sat through terrible rom-com marathons. I have held her purse in the middle of crowded shopping malls. I have eaten kale.But this?This might be the worst.Because somehow, someway, I have let Serena drag
When Serena Got JealousSerena’s POVI am not the jealous type.I am not the kind of woman who gets territorial, who glares at waitresses for being too friendly, or who overanalyzes every interaction Bill has with another woman.But this?This is different.Because Bill’s new assistant is young, fli
The Great Twin EscapeBill’s POVThere are few things in life more terrifying than waking up in the middle of the night to an eerie, unnatural silence.That’s what does it—the silence.When you’re the parent of three kids, you develop a sixth sense about these things. Normal nights come with backgro
Teaching Collin About LoveSerena’s POVIt starts at bedtime.Collin is curled up under his dinosaur blanket, his stuffed triceratops tucked beneath his arm, when he suddenly tilts his head and asks, “Mommy, how do you know when you love someone?”I pause, his question catching me off guard.From wh