ALEXANDER Bailee was shaking violently as I walked her to the couch. I almost wished I had listened to my previous girlfriends when they insisted I needed to keep a throw blanket in here. Instead, I walked past her and turned on the gas fireplace while I waited for her to explain. I was angry a
BAILEE The doctors and nurses had tried for hours to convince me that the baby on my chest had passed in utero, but I couldn’t let her go. I held onto her for hours, praying for a miracle. She was only the size of my palm, and I knew, even if she hadn’t been hurt in the car accident, that she was
ALEXANDER The world around me went silent, and I was briefly aware of the sudden and very jolting feeling of the Earth no longer spinning. I hadn’t even had a chance to process and mourn the loss of the daughter I didn’t even know I had before she dropped this on me. Hearing that I almost lost
BAILEE “Come on,” Alex said, taking my hand and pulling me upstairs. “Where are you taking me? I need to get home to Brinley.” I insisted, but Alex just shook his head. “No, you need to get warm so you don’t get sick. Ben can take care of her for a few hours.” He insisted, and my cheeks burned
BAILEE As soon as I reached my office, I grabbed my phone and purse and then jumped back in my car, pulling over again only a block away. Businesses would be closing soon, but I had a call I needed to make before it was too late. I needed to know who was behind the article. My anger had been
BAILEE Ben stood at the kitchen island; his smore dripping chocolate onto the counter as he stared at me with wide eyes. I wasn’t sure why he had bothered to even make it when we both knew he wouldn’t eat it. Every time we did this, he would nibble on his smore during gossip, but whenever it was
ALEXANDER The thick manila folder on my desk was mocking me, and I thumbed the corner of it. Bailee had been lying to my face for a while, and while I wanted to believe that she wasn’t keeping anything else from me, I couldn’t trust her. The folder was thick enough to be a book, and I was inter
ALEXANDER I wasn’t going to be paying Caleb Johnson shit. The group of lawyers and financial investigators I had surrounding the table, looking into the matter, confirmed as much. They were excited to have such a big fish to fry. Within an hour of Ben leaving, they had a copy of the contract