that I’m about to learn it’s not. I toss my phone aside and go for my laptop tucked inside my work bag. “You’re working?” Emily asks. I don’t answer her, I can’t. I’m too focused. I sign into my works database and pull up our network that tracks our global ratings. “No,” I gasp. “Well, if
Annie’s POV“You’re pregnant,” the doctor says.“I’m pregnant,” I whisper in awe more so to myself than the doctor. I instinctively bring my hand to my belly."Yes, you are. Congratulations." He hands me the B-Ultrasound picture. I study the small black blob on the granny photo and I can’t help but
Annie’s POVEvery muscle in Eric’s back tenses up. I brace myself for his reaction, whether that might be apathy, amusement, or anger. Unfortunately, I don’t expect him to be apologetic.Eric has never apologized to me once in his life. Instead, he either buys me something expensive or turns the sit
5 Years LaterRenee’s POVI stand before the mirror and put on the finishing touches of my makeup. I click on the cap of the lipstick and take a step back. My reflection catches me by surprise. I stare at the woman in the mirror and like what I see.No longer is there a timid and submissive wife. Th
Third Person POVEric and Andrew stand gobsmacked for a moment. Did she just ask what I think she asked? Eric wonders to himself, while Andrew just starts cackling.Just then the old woman reaches them and Eric’s gaze hardens. "You should really keep track of your young," Eric reprimands Margaux. He
Renee’s POV"Seriously," I laugh out loud. The old me would have slinked off, tried not to make a scene. But not the new me. The new me isn't going to let Mia get away with this.People begin to crowd to see what’s going on. The pressure comes to a boiling point. Luckily, Eric hasn't noticed me caus
Renee’s POVMy heart slams against my chest as Eric’s grip on my wrist tightens. His eyes bore into mine and my instinct is to break eye contact, he is the Alpha after all. Staring directly into his eyes is a sign of dominance, which is exactly why I can’t look away.He holds my gaze while he uses h
“I’m fine,” I say and mean it too. Eric doesn’t know who we are, I have a high paying job, we’re safe inside our barren walls.“Well, I have some news that’s going to make you feel even better.” Jasper coyly.I perk up at this. “…and?” I ask hoping he can hear the smile in my voice.“I found a new m
that I’m about to learn it’s not. I toss my phone aside and go for my laptop tucked inside my work bag. “You’re working?” Emily asks. I don’t answer her, I can’t. I’m too focused. I sign into my works database and pull up our network that tracks our global ratings. “No,” I gasp. “Well, if
It’s late. I’m tired. Yet the crowd outside Emily’s house continues to buzz with energy. The closer I get to the window, the more I can pick up on the undercurrent of anticipation, so I stay far away from the window. The crowd rotates through a series of chants. Each other be more annoying tha
The man approaches Eric, who remains in his seat, clearly not seeing the man as a threat. Though I can’t hear what they’re saying, I can gather the conversation well enough based off their loose hand gestures towards the house. Just then the stranger looks up and smiles knowingly at Emily and
This is not like Eric. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t the tiniest bit impressed, still it’s not fair of him to do this. I haven’t moved from the couch, despite Emily’s efforts. “Just hear him out,” she says stifling a yawn. By now we could have watch both of the movies we wanted to. I sha
this out for him so he can hear how crazy it all sounds. Eric nods. “Like I said, I’ve realized my mistake and besides I thought she was dead before. That doesn’t mean a day didn’t go by where I didn’t think about her, where I had to shove the ache in my heart way down,” he locks his eye son t
Emily’s POV Why do they make you pick between sharp or easy to use when buying a razor? Why not both? I throw both in my basket, unable to make a decision. Whatever one I don’t like Renee can have the other. Who knows how long she’ll stay. The market is busy for a Friday afternoon, but I g
“Of course your donation is what got me here in the first place,” I say trying to save face. “Thanks,” Jasper says letting me know he knows what I’m doing. “I’m happy for you, regardless how you got here, it wasn’t because of me or Eric- it was all you,” he says and pride swells up inside me. Ja
Renee’s POV A week passes and Emily and I fall into a rhythm with one another’s schedule. It helps that Emily’s guestroom comes with a guest bathroom. Every morning we both wake up at seven, get ready for the day and meet in the kitchen. Whoever is there first starts making breakfast for the bo
Emily is waiting for me on the driveway of her cottage-like home. She lives in a very rural area, far away from the city. Her quaint and simple living is almost an ironic stark contrast to her bold and loud personality. She wraps me into a hug and it’s only then do I realize that I’ve been crying.