He grinned up at me. “Of course you get to choose. You've been with her the longest of both of us. It is well within your rights…unless you want to name her something like tinkerbell, then I would have to step in. For her sake.” He joked.I chortled, “Tink is a rather cute name actually.”His eyebrows went up to his forehead. “As a nickname, sure.”“I like the sound of pretzel, what do you think Myra?” Lily deadpanned, and I could tell Pierce was taking her seriously. I laughed a little trying not to shake so much.He seemed to understand she was kidding after that and calmed down. “So, tell us. What would you like us to call her.”Hannah and Lily looked down at me expectedly, and I chewed the inside of my cheek thoughtfully. I had been thinking about names for a while, but everything I ever thought of seemed to pale in comparison to the little bundle I was cradling against my chest.“Okay…” I started, unsure as I glanced at her, like I wanted her approval too. She nestled into me and
I slid down to the floor opposite the door and waited, watching as people went out and others moved inside the room. Ignoring others that glanced at me as they passed, and with every second that passed , I felt my heart sink. I had to call someone. The first person on my mind was Pierce. I tried his number several times but got no answer. I tried Lily’s next and after the fourth time, she answered. I could not help the sob that escaped my lips immediately I heard her voice.“Yvette is having siziures.” I told her after she asked what’s wrong. “I don’t know what to do, I-I’m scared Lily.”“I’m on my way, M. Is Pierce there yet? He called me a while ago, to tell me to meet you. Is he back?”“He’s not even answering his phone.” I sobbed. The doctor came out of the room, spotting me immediately. He removed his gloves as he approached me. “Miss Thompson. Are you alone?”“Is Yvette okay?” I asked ignoring his question. He looked down the hall ignoring my question and I felt a piece of my
I placed my hand over my belly as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was tied down in a bun at the back of my head and there was no trace of makeup on my face. The simple black dress I had on matched my puffy eyes and mood overall. Lily knocked on the bathroom door softly. “You can’t keep them waiting forever.” She said softly and I let out a breath. It had been two painful days since Yvette left and it was time to talk about burial arrangements. I had clearly stated what I wanted for my daughter but the hospital had refused, stating that since Pierce was the father, it had to be both our decision to make. He and the doctor were waiting in the office for my arrival but I could not get my feet to move. To walk into that room and talk about the…the disposal of my child.“Myra?” Lily called again.“I’m coming.” I answered and brushed my hand over my face, before I opened the door. I smiled at her before I passed her and led the way to Dr. Eli.When I stepped in the offic
It took me a week of constantly ignoring texts and calls from well meaning people to decide what I wanted to do. Among those calls and texts were reporters or journalists who wanted the gist about me and Pierce’s engagement.“We broke up.” I said simply the first time I answered a reporter’s call before I ended it.Throughout the week I had slept, wept, and ate in the dark. I didn’t want to listen to any other sounds except the beating of my own heart. I chewed ibuprofen in my mouth as I climbed the flight of stairs to get to the new set O’Malley was working in. After all the sympathetic looks I had gotten walking into the building, I did not want to interact with anyone who thought the bags under my eyes were because of my so-called broken engagement with Pierce. When I walked into the set, I was greeted by different shades of brown and green. The room had been decorated to look like the woods, not to mention all the green screen background. The first person that noticed me was t
I rolled my eyes at her. “Not my fault. She started it.” She started it from the moment she tried to drown me on set. “Can’t say I blame you. The nerve of her trying to rub it in. So cruel.” “I still think it was a foolish reaction.” Lily added. “And Pray tell how it is?” She looked between the three of us like she didn’t realize she had said it outloud, then she shrugged. “I donno, maybe don’t annoy the crazy psycho who has been trying to kill you for so long.” “Okayyy,” Hannah butted in and grabbed my hand. “Let’s get some food into our systems and not talk about this anymore. But while I ate, I kept glancing at Lily. My phone rang and answered. “Hello?” I said, still sounding irritated. “Miss Myra thompson?” A woman asked. “Yes, this is her.” I heard some noise in the background and then Liwayway’s voice. “Myra.” She said and I sat up. Hannah and Lily looked at my change in posture and stopped the conversation. “Hey Liway. What’s wrong? Are the test results back?
“Open the fucking door!” I yelled and pounded on the door again while Jace watched. “Hey! Myra?” I heard Pierce’s voice and turned to look at him. My eyes raked over him with hate.He was barefoot and in a simple pair of jeans and t-shirt. “Where is she?” I yelled “where are you hiding her!”“Who? Ruth? She left a day after the baby…she’s not here. What-““Left to where? Oh, I see. Her job is done, so she can just waltz out of here? How much did you pay her, Pierce?” I yelled, “How much did you pay her to slowly kill my baby. What price did you put on the death of our child?”His hands moved to grab my shoulders but I shoved him away. He took a step back but it had nothing to do with my strength. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”“Just stop it. Stop the fucking act! I can't take it anymore!” Angie hurried to us, clearly drawn by my yelling, and stopped close to Jace. “Myra,” she said softly and started walking towards me.“Stay away from me!” I screamed, and she stop
I kept on walking, missing the rest of their conversation. My sole focus at that point was getting Ruth. “Jace, could you call the cops.” I threw over my shoulder.He said nothing but from the corner of my eye I saw him pull out his phone. We climbed into the car again and I typed in Ruth’s address into the gps. Pierce was in his car by the time Jace rolled out of the compound. I vibrated in my seat, as the seconds ticked by, checking the gps to make sure we were still going the right way. Once again, I opened the door and got out as soon as Jace slowed in front of the apartment building, taking steady steps towards the entrance. Two teenages lounged close to the door smoking, and looked at our little party inquisitively as I passed them. I hurried up the stairs ignoring the burn in my legs. Finally, I reached the top floor and stopped at Ruth’s door. “This is it.” I told Jace and tried the lock. It didn’t budge. “She can’t be gone.” I tried the door again. “Fuck!” I cursed and s
After finding Ruth’s body in her apartment, I stayed indoors for the rest of the week, just waiting; waiting to get my baby’s urn, waiting for O’Malley to call me in.Sometimes I would seem perfectly fine. I would be making coffee one minute and the next second I’m shoving the coffee machine off the table.That was something I had to repair now before I left the motel. I just had so much anger in me and sometimes it would boil over. Ruth was not supposed to be dead. She was not supposed to be liquified, in her bedroom, with a suicide note beside her.The note had been an apology. And not just to me. It said that even while she worked under a hospital, she had this weird need to poison mothers. She had said that she was twenty three when doctors told her that she could not have a child of her own, and she held that grudge, taking children from what she termed ‘undeserving mothers’.My Yvette was just one more kid in a line of deaths. It made me furious . But why would she kill herself
Me and Pierce broke apart only once since we moved to his room. Him to get us breakfast, while I shot a quick text to Hannah and Angie, my cheeks flaming as I told her where I had spent the night(it felt very much like telling her ‘hey Angie, yes, I was absolutely getting railed by Pierce, the man I’m supposed to be NOT in love with.’) She sent me thumbs up emoji accompanied with a text that said Heidi was fine. After a quick meal and more sex we lay curled up beside each other.“…If you could see those photos Pierce.” I shuddered at the image of Ava leaning over Camilla that popped in my head. He drew me closer to him, his finger still drawing patterns over my breasts. I shivered for a whole new reason. “I can only imagine.” He muttered, his brows furrowed, “if only there was a way we could get Tami for her actions too. Her family’s image is ruined as it is. We could announce the links she had to Ruth, placing that accusation even in the media would be a big blow, but I don’t want
Tami’s POV. The house was plagued with more tension than Tami had ever witnessed. An hour ago, a letter had arrived, and since then, they had sat in the living room, Tami watching her parents as they glared at each other, one in plain anger and the other in defiance. “I’m asking you again…what does this mean?” Her father bellowed, his eyes never leaving his wife. Ava scoffed, poorly hiding the fact that she had been shaken by the contents of the letter. “I don’t know Leo, how do you expect me to know? It’s likely a part of Pierce Blackwood’s smear campaign since Tami here went and pissed him off. Now our company is in ruin because your daughter.” A beautiful diversion, Tami noted, it was just like her mother to shift the focus. They still hadn’t explained to her what on earth was going on. The note had been simple. A warning from one of the family’s friends in court. One of the very few people who still stayed loyal to the Bakers. Even though it was because Ava had that video o
I felt every inch of him against me —hard, hot and hungry. But it wasn’t just the feel of him that made me dizzy. It was what this meant. Our step towards a future so uncertain, but a future together…it sounded like music to my ears.When he whispered my name against a taut nipple, I was shivering with need. I pressed my thighs tightly and ground against to match the pulse throbbing insistently between my legs. When I said his name, it was as a strangled plea. Soon, we were moving. He opened a door, led us in…artroom not the bedroom. Pierce cursed and started to back out again. “No, here is perfect” I muttered between kisses “You…deserve more than this.” He groaned, ever the semblance of restraint, even though his hip rolled against me, the sensation of his jeans rubbing my clit relieving some of the pressure there. I knew what would feel better, and I didn’t want to have to wait any longer. “I get to decide that.” I dropped to my knees, my hands working fast on his pants as he g
I tried to pull away but his fingers tightened around my arm and placed it over his chest. “My heart works, just as well as yours does. Those were your words...” His heart pounded underneath my palm, matching my racing heart, “It came to life because of you. It beats for you. Nothing will ever change that- no one, not even you.” I shook my head frantically, “we can’t-what if we…” “I’m scared too, I know you would be safer not being attached to me. But I tried to protect you by hiding you away, that fucking blew up in my face. Now I just want a chance at being with you, like this. No concern for opinions or my family… I want to be with you. I want to be the person you loved me into.” “I’m not that version of me again, Pierce. I-I lost her with Yvette.” His hands swiped at my cheek gently. “There will be times I will look at you and hate you for it. I can’t give myself to you wholeheartedly knowing what it had cost me, I’m not ready…” “You don’t have to be, not yet.” He ki
I woke up the next morning with slight headache but refused to budge from the bed, dying of embarrassment as I relieved the events of last night. I tried to seduce Pierce into sex with me! What kind of idiot was I?!I groaned and covered my face with my palm. And now I was laying down in sheets that smelled like him, wondering if he had woken up or I could still sneak away like a one night stand. I lay there recalling the events of my day. From catching Carter, to Hannah’s confession and coming here. All of you or nothing…I rolled off the bed and turned the bedside lamp on, before scouring the room for my handbag. It was under my coat that I had dumped on the floor promptly after he had left the room. According to my phone, it was seven am, there was two checking -in messages from Angie, one from Hannah with an apology and several from Carter. One of my heels was still on my foot and I slipped it off before I padded to his bathroom to wash my face in the sink.As the water dripped
I watched, my body burning under his gaze as his eyes trailed over me. From my heels and higher-slowly, painfully higher, till they stopped at my face. He swallowed, and took another step back. No quite the reaction I was expecting. A lazy smile spread across my face and I took a step forward, to make up for the one he had taken. “Stop.” His voice came out as a strangled whisper, his breath was uneven, pupils blown wide, jaw tight like he was holding back a storm. He refused to look at me. I took another step, blocking him when he cursed and tried to move towards the door. “Hannah told me about your arrangement with her.” He lifted his eyes to me and looked back at the floor just a quickly, not before I caught the awareness in his expression. I took another step again, a dizzy spell taking over. I shut my eyes and took a breath. I didn’t want to talk right now, I wanted him to be doing things to my body that I would forget by morning. “I-It was the only way I could give you
”Maybe it is my fault, I should’ve left the past in the past. Create more time for us? Stopped taking so long to have sex with it.” I rambled on my words tripping over each other to get past my lips. Two hours in a bar with Hannah, and my intoxication levels were up. “Myra! Are you listening to yourself?“ I nursed my fifth drink, while Hannah scolded me. “Damien disappears into his hobbies all the time and he never has to worry about me cheating on him. Carter’s reaction here says more about him. Plus, You did say he said mistresses were normal in his world.”“His words not mine.” And the ease at which he said it. I could already picture it. Married for ten years and knowing my husband had seven mistresses on the side… normal in his world my foot. “That son of a bitch, I can’t believe he had us fooled. But there you go. He would’ve done it anyway.”I sighed, and downed the rest of my drink while Hannah sipped hers like a civilized human being. “Wanna see my outfit?” I asked drunke
I hugged my coat to my body and prayed no strong gust of wind would whip the fabric up and expose my body to the innocent passersby outside of Carter’s apartment building. He was still ignoring my texts and since my visit with Emma a week ago, I had abandoned all efforts to contact him, and focused all my energy on building a case against Ava Baker. I may not be able to get back at Tami directly for Yvette but it would still hurt her if her mum was going to prison, and who knows, there was still time for Tami to slip up in the future. I stood out there and let my gaze float up to the highest part of the building, where he stayed, and swallowed nervously. If our conversation went well, the. Me and him would be making love for the first time. My way to show him that I was committed to him. A big step for both of us. And yet, my mind rebelled, still not ready for the change. It felt like…cheating to have sex with him. I gritted my teeth and stepped into the building, said a quick hel
I adjusted the strap of my handbag and knocked on the door to Emma’s home. It was a suburban place in a corner of the city, I turned my head to the sound of a group of young boys walking their dog as each one tried to speak louder than the last person. The door creaked open, pulling my attention back. A woman in her fifties, just a little taller than me, stood in the doorway with Viking braids, wearing oversized sweats and a cardigan. She smiled at me, a little unsure. “Myra?” “Hi, yes it’s me. Nice to put a face to the voice.” “It is.” Her eyes roamed over my body. ”I see the resemblance.” She stated, getting even more of my attention. “Come right in ..” She stepped aside, giving me space to enter and I hesitated. Up until this point the only feeling in my mind had been excitement, now came the wariness. Maybe it wasn’t such a hot idea to visit a woman I had never met before. “Look, I am as scared of you as you are of me. But then I saw the resemblance and I’m hoping you’re re