BAILEE “You can’t be serious right now,” I said as I stepped into the playroom Alex had put together for Brinley in the course of twenty-four hours. “As a heart attack.” He said, his hands on his hips with pride as he stared out over the room overflowing with toys. “Brinley told me that she liked
BRINLEY I glanced down at Brinley, scared that she would understand what we were saying, but she was too distracted by all the toys, trying to find her favorite to show me, to notice. “I am,” I said, and he looked horrified as he stepped back. “It wasn’t planned.” I wasn’t sure why he was so up
CALEB “Caleb, you can’t be here!” Lorna hissed, and I wrinkled my nose as she pushed her short hair over her shoulder. It felt right back over her ear, the ends of it not even touching her collarbone. It seemed to get shorter each time I saw her, and I hated it. She knew I despised short hair, yet
BAILEE I pulled on the sleeve of my shirt as I got out of the car. Security surrounded me as cameras flashed, and I pulled Brinley onto my hip, trying my best to hide my grimace of pain. Alex’s driver remained in the front seat at my insistence, but our guards had still opened the door for us and
BAILEE I held my breath as the housekeeper pushed open the hotel room door. The woman gave me a pitying look as I slipped her the cash I had promised in exchange for her help getting into my husband’s luxury suite. Caleb had been so rushed for his ‘urgent business meeting’ that he had forgot
BAILEE “Bailee!” Caleb yelled as I threw open the door and rushed down the hall. I needed fresh air. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, and I could hear my blood pumping in my ears. “Bailee, would you stop for a minute?” The sound of my name on his lips as he zipped his pants made
BAILEE “You must be out of your mind!” Helen yelled, but I didn’t spare her a glance. This wasn’t between her and me…even though she wanted it to be. She thought the world revolved around her, the perfect senator’s wife. She loved putting on her over-priced, costume-looking jewelry and acting lik
BAILEE I went home alone that night. The backstabbing nanny was already fast asleep, and as much as I wanted to confront her for what she had done, I moved past her room and into mine. I was hurt, angry, and exhausted. After a long, hot shower, I had curled up in my empty bed and muffled my sob