AVA'S POVI sank into the passenger seat, drained, as Sally drove me home from the hospital. The car was silent, just like I needed.Sally understood I didn’t have the energy for conversation. Every now and then, she’d put her hand over mine, her quiet support saying more than words could. She had helped me with the discharge papers, and while we hadn’t said much, just having her there with ms brought some comfort.I felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and a painful realization about how alone I had been and felt in my marriage since Laura came into my life. It was as if I’d been living with a stranger.Sally looked over at me, her eyes warm and soft. “Ava, you know I’m here if you need anything. Just call, any time.”I managed a weak smile, though it probably looked more like a grimace. “Thanks, Sal. I'll be fine. You’ve done so much already. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”She nodded, though her eyes showed she wasn’t convinced.As we reached the gate, she pulled me in f
AVA'S POVThe shock on Jason’s face was clear as the words left my mouth, each one hitting harder than the last.It was like I’d pulled the ground out from under his feet, and he didn’t know how to steady himself from falling.He just stood there, frozen, his mouth opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t."Ava… you don’t mean that.” he stuttered.I crossed my arms, standing firm. “I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life.”He ran a hand through his hair, and his shoulders slumped as he took a step toward me. "Ava, please….” His voice was soft, and pleading, his eyes shone with sincerity and it almost made me falter. Almost!"No, Jason,” I said, steadying my voice even though everything inside of me felt ready to break."I can’t do this anymore. You lied to me....for what? To protect her? To protect yourself?”His eyes widened, I could sense the desperation showing in them as he stepped closer. “I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted any o
AVA'S POVA few hours later, we were lying in bed, wrapped in the quiet of the night. I had my back to him, feeling the warmth of his body pressed against mine, and it almost felt like the old us.I let myself get lost in the familiarity of it—the feeling of being close to him again, as I tried to clear the numerous thoughts swirling in my mind about what my decision would be. Should I forgive him and give him another chance? Or should I give up on us?I was still in love with him, I admit. He was my first love and the man who took my virginity, so no matter how much he had hurt me, I just couldn’t stop loving him. But I also couldn’t tolerate being disrespected constantly because of him and Laura. But then, in the silence, I heard it—the soft buzz of his phone vibrating on the nightstand. At first, I tried to ignore it. Phones ring all the time, and it might just be a random call, not Laura. I even tried to convince myself that it wasn’t anything important and that I shouldn't
AVA'S POVI had no appetite for the breakfast he was preparing, so I walked back to the room, my footsteps slow but purposeful. The project I had been working on for months wasn’t going to finish itself—it was crucial, and it felt like the only thing in my life I could still control. I was designing dresses for Grey Empire, one of the biggest companies in the country. They dealt with a wide range of industries, and apparently, they were hosting a jewelry launch show. It was well-known that they needed a designer to create dresses for the models showcasing the jewelry. This was a big opportunity. I had to pitch my designs to them, and if I landed the project, it wouldn’t just yield significant profits to the company, it would introduce my work to the world. The thought of that kept me grounded, this was the one thing I could hold onto in a life that had become a whirlwind of betrayal, lies, and hurt. Jason had made it clear—he was going to keep running back to Laura. And th
ALEX'S POVI walked into the conference room, my gaze moving over the woman seated across from me.It was a familiar sight. Corporate companies often sent their most attractive female employees to try to win me over with charm in hopes of securing investments or partnerships. It had become routine, almost predictable.But it never worked on me. I wasn’t here for distractions or flattery. I was here for one thing—business.She was striking, of course—dark hair, confident posture, and those eyes, sharp and focused. But that was irrelevant. I wasn’t here to make friends. I was here to assess if her pitch was worth my time. When I entered, she stood to greet me, offering a smile that was friendly but not overly eager. That was good. A professional. “Mr. Grey, thank you for taking the time to meet with me,” she said, her voice calm but sure. I nodded and took a seat. “Let’s get started, Ms.…,” I glanced at the file in front of me. “Taylor, right?” “Yes, Ava Taylor,” she confirmed
AVA'S POV I sat in the conference room, absentmindedly scrolling through my emails as I waited for Alex. My mind was far from work, though—it was tangled up in thoughts of Jason, and everything that seemed to be falling apart between us. The ache in my chest was constant, but I did my best to ignore it. The door opened, and there was Alex with a slight smile. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long, Ava.” I shook my head, managing a small smile back. “Not at all. Thanks for making time tonight.” “Of course,” he said, holding the door as we headed out. “It’s my pleasure.” The drive to Nino’s Bistro was peaceful. Alex kept the conversation light, mostly work-related, not pushing too much, which I was grateful for. It was nice to step away from everything, even if I knew it wouldn’t last long. When we arrived, the restaurant had the same cozy elegance I remembered. Jason and I had been here before. The dim lighting, the jazz in the background—it was like a small
AVA'S POV Finally, it was Alex who broke the intense eye contact between me and Jason “Ava, are you enjoying your meal?” he asked, looking up from his plate and glancing at me. The simplicity of his question startled me, and for a brief second, my gaze faltered. I blinked, trying to shake off the tension that had settled in my chest, but I couldn’t deny the unease that still lingered in the air. I gave a quick, forced smile. “Yes,” I answered, pushing my plate aside a little. “I’ve always had a weakness for Italian food.” Alex smiled back, his posture relaxed as he picked up his wine glass, "Good to hear,” he said, his eyes glancing down at his plate before returning to mine. Before I could gather my thoughts, the sound of footsteps drew my attention, and I looked over to see Jason approaching from across the room. My heartbeat pace kept increasing with each step he stood. “Hey,” Jason said casually as he reached our table, his eyes flicking between me and Alex.
ALEX'S POV I sat across from Laura, watching her reaction to my greeting. Silence filled the space, thick and charged. Ava’s gaze darted between Laura and me, sharp and discerning as if she could sense there was something off about the greeting. Jason, on the other hand, sat there, unaware of the growing tension between us, his expression one of confusion. Laura’s hands trembled, and I could see her struggling to keep a calm facade. Her gaze flickered from me to Jason. “Hi, Alex, same here, it’s been a while,” she muttered, acting as if everything was fine. She then sat down, fixing her eyes on the wine glass in front of her, but I wasn’t about to let her off the hook that easily. “It’s been a while since I last spoke to my brother,” I said, letting my words hang heavily in the air. Laura’s face went pale, as if drained of blood. A flash of panic crossed her face before she could mask it, and she forced a tight, uneasy smile. "Oh?” she said, her voice barely audibl
JASON’S POV The words hit me like a brick to the chest. Ava lost her child because of me? I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. My whole body went cold, my mind blank. Ava was pregnant. She was pregnant with our child… and I didn’t know. I stood there, frozen, staring at Alex, then at Ava. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. This couldn’t be real. Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe this was some kind of twisted nightmare. But it wasn’t. I looked at Ava, waiting for her to deny it. Waiting for her to tell me Alex was lying, that this was some kind of sick joke. But she didn’t. She just sat there, her face pale, her eyes filled with so much pain that it crushed me. Her cheeks streaked with tears, her lips pressed together as if she was holding back a sob. My stomach twisted. I felt sick. “Ava…” My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Is it true?” Ava didn’t answer right away. She just inhaled shakily, her arms tightening around herself like she was trying to hold
ALEX'S POV Jason’s words made my blood boil. I had been standing there, trying to stay calm, trying to hold myself back, but the way he was blaming Ava like she was the villain in all this was too much. Laura was the one who had started this. Laura was the one who grabbed Ava first, who pushed and poked until she got the reaction she wanted. But Jason couldn’t see that. He was too blind, too caught up in whatever web of lies Laura had spun around him. And now, after everything Ava had been through, he was here, pointing fingers at her. I clenched my fists tightly my fingers digging deep into my palm. How could he not see it? How could he not realize what was happening? Laura played the victim so well. She cried she acted helpless, and Jason fell for it every time. Meanwhile, Ava...who had already lost so much was standing here, trying to hold herself together while Jason tore her down. It made me sick. It made me furious. I just couldn't stand it anymore. Jason was
JASON'S POV I stormed down the hallway, my blood boiling. I couldn’t believe what just happened. Couldn’t believe that Ava had pulled Laura into the pool with her. Laura was pregnant. Pregnant. And Ava still had the heart to do such. I shoved the guest room door open without knocking. Ava was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a towel, her wet hair sticking to her face. Alex stood near her, his arms crossed like he was ready to play hero again. Kevin had dragged Sally out the second I walked in. “What the hell is wrong with you, Ava?” My voice came out sharp, cutting through the tense air. “Laura is pregnant, and you still had to drag her into your mess?” Ava lifted her head slowly, her expression one of surprise. Then, she let out a cold laugh. “My mess?” “Yes, your mess!” I snapped. “You couldn’t just walk away, could you? You had to make a scene like you always do.” Her eyes darkened. “You weren’t there, Jason. You didn’t hear what she said to me.” “I don’t care wha
AVA'S POVThe moment my body hit the water, everything became a blur. Cold. That was the first thing I felt. The shock of it stole the breath from my lungs, and for a second, I couldn’t move. My dress became heavy, dragging me down, and my arms flailed as I fought to stay afloat. I could hear muffled shouting above me, but the water swallowed the sound, making everything feel distant. Then strong arms wrapped around me. I was being pulled upward, my head breaking the surface. I gasped, sucking in the air like I had been drowning for hours. Water dripped from my hair into my eyes, blurring my vision, but I didn’t need to see to know who had saved me. “Got you,” Alex’s voice was close, his grip firm as he pulled me toward the edge of the pool. At the same time, I heard another splash. Through my dazed state, I realized Jason had jumped in, too. But he wasn’t reaching for me. He was pulling Laura out. Of course. Alex lifted me effortlessly, guiding me to the pool’s ed
AVA'S POV My whole body froze, my fingers clenched so tight around my drink that I thought the glass might shatter. I had told myself I was prepared to see them again someday. But not tonight. Not when Kevin had promised me they wouldn’t be here. Sally noticed them at the same time I did. “What the..." she started, her voice rising in anger. She turned to me, her eyes flashing. “Ava, I swear, I will drag that woman out of here myself.” She was already moving, ready to storm toward Laura, but I caught her arm. “Sally, no,” I said, my voice low but firm. She snapped her head toward me. “Ava, don’t do this. You know I won’t let her stay here. She has no right to be here when she wasn't even invited by Kevin." I swallowed, my throat dry as sandpaper. My whole body was shaking with rage, but I tightened my grip on Sally’s arm. “You promised me,” I reminded her, my voice barely above a whisper. Sally’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, she looked like she might ignore me. B
AVA'S POV Kevin’s birthday party felt like the last place I should be. I didn’t want to go. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor, my hands gripping the fabric of my dress. My stomach twisted, a sick feeling rising inside me. The thought of being around people, smiling, pretending everything was fine it felt impossible. Because everything was not fine. I had lost my baby. And I knew who took it from me. Laura. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push the image of her away, but I couldn’t. Her smirk, her mocking voice, the way she looked at me like she had won… it haunted me every night. She knew what she had done, and she was proud of it. I had told Sally everything. Every single thing after I came back from Jason’s house that day in tears. “She killed my baby,” I whispered, breaking down in her arms. Sally had been furious. She wanted to go after Laura, to tear her apart. But I grabbed her wrist, shaking my head. “No, Sally,” I said firmly, wiping my tears with
LAURA'S POV I watched the door slam shut behind Ava. The moment she was gone, a slow smile spread across my face. She looked completely broken when she left. She came in thinking she could just take her stupid documents and go, but no. She walked out with something heavy crushing her heart. And I was the one who put it there. I could still see her face in my mind, so pale, so shocked, like she was about to fall. Her hands were shaking, her voice was weak, and she was crying like a baby. Good. That was what she deserved. I had waited too long for this moment. I had spent too much time watching her act as if she belonged in my world like she had a right to be with Jason. She took a lot from me… she took Jason, my position at the company, the life I was supposed to live. But now? I took something from her. Something she could never get back. Her baby. And the best part? She knew I did it. She knew, but she could do nothing about it. Why? Because there was no evidence. It was
AVA’S POV I felt all the blood drain from my body and I felt like jelly as my bones weakened. The room tilted, and it felt like the ground beneath me was being ripped away. My chest tightened, and my breath caught in my throat. What was she saying? She made me lose my child to teach me a lesson? Who does that? I had left Jason for her... I had even served him divorce papers which she somehow knew of so why then did she have to kill my baby? Why...my baby? Tears stung in my eyes threatening to spill. "You…” I couldn’t finish the sentence. I couldn’t even form the words. It felt like a large lump had stuck to my throat making it impossible for me to speak. “Oh yes,” Laura continued, her voice getting colder. “I made sure that ball hit your stomach." She took a step closer, her smile widening with every word. “You should’ve known better than to get in my way.” "So that was the consequence of your action...your baby had to pay the price for you. I am kind-hearted am I not? A
AVA’S POVIt had been days since I walked out of Jason’s office. Now, I stood outside his house, staring at the door, my stomach twisting into knots. I shouldn't be here, I know. I didn’t even want to be here. I had sworn never to come back.But I had no choice.When I packed my things after finding out Jason could walk and was pretending, I was pissed and left in such a hurry that I forgot to take along some important documents – designs I had worked on for weeks.They weren’t just replaceable papers so I couldn't abandon them. I needed them. That was the only reason I was standing here, forcing myself to take a deep breath and ring the doorbell.Still, I hesitated.Going back inside felt like reopening a wound that hadn’t even started to heal. The memories of Jason, of everything we had, of everything I lost they were all waiting for me behind that door.I would have asked Sally to help me get the documents instead of coming myself but only I knew where exactly they were. I had hid