Stevie’s POVThe house is quiet for once. No emails, no ringing phones, no one needing me to answer a question or sign something. Just me and Calvin, alone in the space we somehow built together. It still doesn’t feel real sometimes, like if I blink too long, I’ll wake up in my old apartment, living
Serena’s POVHannah’s office looks the same as last time—controlled chaos, a war zone disguised as a law firm. Papers spread across the table, sticky notes covering folders, a whiteboard crammed with timelines and bullet points. The air smells like stale coffee and tension. I don’t sit. Neither does
Bill’s POVI don’t take chances. Not when it comes to my family.The second Serena showed me that text, I made the call. More security. More eyes on the house, on the kids, on every single thing in our lives that Sterling might try to get his hands on. He’s already proven he has no limits. He’s alre
Calvin’s POVJames leans back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes locked on the screen in front of him. His apartment is dark except for the glow of the monitors, a half-empty beer sweating on the table next to him. I’ve been here for hours, and neither of us has said much beyond what’s necessary. We’r
Stevie’s POVCalvin’s been different lately. Distant.I don’t blame him. With everything going on, with Sterling moving like a shadow over all our lives, with the tension that clings to the air like the thick layer of smog over downtown, I get it. He’s trying to stay ahead of the storm. Trying to pr
Serena’s POVI sit in the courthouse, watching Sterling’s lawyers try to talk their way out of reality.Their lead guy, some overpriced corporate attorney who probably thinks his suit makes him untouchable, stands before the judge, voice smooth, confident. Like he hasn’t just spent the last ten minu
Bill’s POVI’ve been watching.Not just the threats, not just the obvious moves, but the pattern.Sterling isn’t attacking outright. He’s not sending lawyers to our door or making some grand, public play. No, he’s applying pressure in ways that don’t leave fingerprints.A text message to Serena. A b
Calvin’s POVThe conference room is dead silent, but the tension is loud as hell.I sit at the head of the table, fingers pressed together, scanning the faces in front of me. Some of them look uncertain. A few of them look straight-up terrified. Others, like Andrea, are focused, ready to move.This
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