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An hour later, I arrived at the café, my heart pounding in my chest. I had chosen a table near the window, one where I could see Rachel approaching before she saw me. I needed those few seconds to read her, to prepare myself for whatever lies she might try to spin.The door chimed, and I spotted her immediately. Rachel walked in with the same confidence she always carried, her lips curving into a practiced smile. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought she was genuinely happy to see me.But I did know better.She slid into the seat across from me, setting her purse down beside her. “You look tense,” she observed, tilting her head. “I’m guessing this isn’t just about Jack.”I forced a small, tight-lipped smile. “No, it’s not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Tell me, Rachel, how long have you been working with my mother?”For a split second, something flickered in her eyes—surprise, maybe even guilt. But she recovered quickly, letting out a soft chuckle. “Working with her?” she repe
Last Updated : 2025-02-14One Careless Night Eighty - Five
The drive to the hospital was tense, filled with an unspoken storm of emotions. I sat in the backseat while Jack drove, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought he might break a tooth. Rachel sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. But I could tell she was nervous.Good.Because I wasn’t backing down this time. No more lies. No more manipulations. The truth was coming whether she liked it or not.Jack pulled into the hospital parking lot, cutting the engine abruptly. Without a word, he got out, slamming the door shut. I followed suit, my heart pounding as Rachel slowly stepped out, hesitation written all over her face.Jack didn’t wait for her. He stormed ahead, pushing through the hospital doors. I trailed behind, keeping my eyes on Rachel. If she was going to try something, I wanted to catch her before she did.At the reception desk, Jack wasted no time. “We need a paternity test. Now.”The receptionist blinked, startled by his directness. “Uh, sir, you’ll n
Last Updated : 2025-02-15One Careless Night Eighty - Six
The weight of the day sat heavy on my shoulders as I stepped into Alex’s house. I had come here for one reason—to pack my things and leave. Everything between us had already shattered beyond repair, and after what happened with Rachel, I needed to be far away from all of it.But the second I walked in, I knew something was wrong.Rachel’s voice rang out, sharp and laced with fury.“You don’t get to act like you’re the victim here, Alex!” she snapped.I froze, my grip tightening on my bag.Alex’s voice followed, low and seething. “I’m the victim? You’ve been playing games from the start, Rachel! Lying to everyone, twisting the truth—”“Oh, don’t act so innocent.” She let out a bitter laugh. “You knew exactly what we were doing that night.”My heart stopped.What night?I stepped further into the room, and that’s when they both noticed me.Rachel’s eyes flicked to mine, a smirk creeping onto her lips despite the tension in the room. “Oh, Sophia,” she drawled. “Perfect timing.”Alex’s fa
Last Updated : 2025-02-16One Careless Night Eighty - Seven
I stood outside my mother’s house, my heart pounding with a mix of anger and determination. This was long overdue.For too long, she had manipulated me, controlled my life, and played her twisted games, believing I would always be too blind or too weak to stand up to her.Not anymore.I adjusted my coat, placed a hand over my belly protectively, and finally knocked.Seconds later, the door swung open, revealing my mother standing there in a silk robe, a surprised look flashing across her face. She masked it quickly, though, replacing it with that usual cold, unreadable expression.“Sophia,” she said smoothly, stepping aside. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”I stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. “Oh, I’m sure you didn’t.”She closed the door, crossing her arms as she studied me. “You look well. Settling into your new life, I assume?”I let out a dry laugh. “Cut the act, Mother. We both know why I’m here.”She sighed, feigning disinterest. “Enlighten me.”I took a step clo
Last Updated : 2025-02-17One Careless Night Eighty - Eight
Jack’s house had slowly started to feel like home—a place where I finally felt safe, where I wasn’t constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for the next betrayal. The past few weeks had been filled with a quiet kind of peace, a sharp contrast to the chaos that had once consumed my life.But peace, as I had learned, was always temporary.I was in the kitchen making tea when I heard the knock at the door. It was firm, insistent—like the person on the other side wasn’t willing to be ignored. My heart clenched in suspicion.Jack, who had been reading on the couch, looked up at me before rising to his feet. “I’ll get it,” he said, his tone cautious.I followed him toward the door, my gut already telling me who it was before Jack even opened it.And I was right.Standing on the doorstep were my parents.My mother, looking as poised as ever in a tailored coat, held her usual unreadable expression, though her eyes betrayed something colder—determination. My father, standing beside her, l
Last Updated : 2025-02-18One Careless Night Eighty - Nine
That night, I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the soft glow of the bedside lamp, my thoughts heavy. The confrontation with my parents still lingered in my mind, replaying like a broken record.I had been so certain about emancipation, so sure that cutting legal ties with them was the only way to truly free myself. But now… Jack’s words gnawed at me.Was I making this decision for the right reasons? Or was it purely out of anger?I sighed, running a hand over my belly. My baby. My child was coming into this world soon, and despite everything, a part of me wondered if I was letting my emotions dictate something I might regret later.The sound of the door creaking open pulled me from my thoughts.Jack stepped inside, his expression soft yet searching. He had been giving me space since our earlier conversation, but I could tell he was waiting for me to make a decision.“You’re still up,” he murmured, closing the door behind him.I nodded, my fingers tracing mindless patterns on the
Last Updated : 2025-02-19One Careless Night Ninety
A few months later...The past few months had been a blur of anticipation, exhaustion, and overwhelming love. I had spent my last trimester preparing for the arrival of my baby, cherishing every little kick, every movement, every moment leading up to the day I would finally hold my child in my arms.And then it happened.I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby girl.Jack had been out of town on urgent business. It wasn’t his fault, but it still hurt that he had missed the birth of our first child, our beautiful daughter. He had been devastated when I called him, his voice thick with guilt and frustration."I should have been there, Sophia. I should have—""Jack, it’s okay. She’s here now, and she’s perfect."He had promised to make it up to us, swearing that he would be on the next available flight home. I believed him. The hospital stay had been brief—just long enough for the doctors to ensure my baby and I were healthy. As much as I appreciated their care, I was eager to go home,
Last Updated : 2025-02-20One Careless Night Ninety - One
Before I could think of a plan, the SUV slowed down, its tires crunching against gravel. The sudden shift in speed made my stomach drop.We were close.Close to wherever they were taking me.Close to whatever fate awaited me and my baby.I swallowed hard, forcing down the rising terror clawing at my throat. I couldn’t let fear take over. Not now. Not when I still had a chance to fight.The car veered off the main road onto a narrower, dimly lit path surrounded by towering trees. My pulse spiked as realization dawned—this wasn’t just some hidden warehouse or an abandoned building.They were taking me somewhere remote.Somewhere no one would hear me scream.I tightened my grip on my daughter, shielding her tiny form with my arms. She whimpered softly in her sleep, oblivious to the nightmare unfolding around her.I forced myself to focus.Every detail mattered.I scanned the surroundings through the tinted window. No streetlights. No passing cars. Just dense trees and the faint glow of t
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I narrowed my eyes at Jack, trying to decipher the hidden meaning behind his words. "You're being cryptic," I accused, though a smile tugged at my lips. Jack chuckled, tightening his arms around me. "Patience, love," he murmured, pressing a lingering kiss to my cheek. "I promise you’ll like it." Before I could probe further, my mother interrupted, tugging at our hands. "You both need to dance! The DJ just switched to a slower song, and we can’t let all this romance go to waste!" I laughed as she pulled us toward the dance floor, Jack trailing behind with amusement in his eyes. The soft melody of a love song filled the air, and couples swayed in each other’s arms. Soon I caught sight of Jefferson and my mother moving together, whispering to one another as if the rest of the world had faded away. Seeing them like this—so in love—made my heart swell. For years, my mother had held onto the pain of losing Jefferson, believing they were never meant to be. But fate had given them
One Careless Night One Hundred And Twelve
The night was still young, and the wedding reception carried on in full swing. The music had shifted from soft jazz to more upbeat tunes, encouraging guests onto the dance floor. Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air, and the love between Jack and Sophie was evident in the way they moved together, whispering to each other, lost in their own world.But amidst the celebration, Jefferson had only one thing on his mind.Karen.She stood a few feet away, laughing with Sophie and another guest, her golden dress shimmering under the warm lights. The way she tilted her head back when she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled—it was mesmerizing.Fate had pulled them apart for years, but now, here they were, together again.And he wasn’t about to waste another second.Jefferson had spent too many nights wondering what could have been, too many years regretting the time they had lost. Their love had once been a force of nature—passionate, intense, and all-consuming. But life had taken them d
One Careless Night One Hundred And Eleven
The wedding reception was nothing short of magical.The grand ballroom sparkled under the glow of golden chandeliers, casting a warm, romantic ambiance. Tables were adorned with elegant floral centerpieces, soft candlelight flickering between the crystal glasses and silverware. The scent of fresh roses and vanilla from the wedding cake lingered in the air, blending with the laughter and music.Jack and I sat at the beautifully decorated sweetheart table, watching as our guests mingled, sipped champagne, and danced to the soft jazz melody filling the room. The energy was electric, a perfect blend of sophistication and celebration.“I still can’t believe we’re finally married,” I whispered to Jack, squeezing his hand.He turned to me, his blue eyes filled with warmth. “Believe it my darling wife.”A rush of happiness coursed through me. “I love the sound of that.”Jack chuckled. “Get used to it.”We had just finished our first dance as husband and wife, and everything felt like a dream.
One Careless Night One Hundred And Ten
The wedding hall was a vision of elegance—golden chandeliers casting a warm glow, ivory drapes flowing like soft clouds, and the scent of fresh roses and peonies filling the air. Guests were already seated, their murmurs blending with the soft melody of a string quartet playing in the background.I walked through the corridors, my wedding gown trailing behind me, the intricate lace shimmering under the warm lights. Every step I took felt heavier than the last, not because of hesitation, but because of the weight of the moment.This was it.The moment I had dreamed of since I was a little girl.The moment I had planned for months, agonizing over every detail—the flowers, the venue, the dress, the guest list. And yet, it wasn’t the aesthetics that made this moment important. It was the man waiting for me at the altar. Jack.My mother held my hand gently as we reached the bridal suite. “Are you okay?” she asked, her gaze searching mine.I swallowed, nodding. “I’m fine.”But my voice wave
One Careless Night One Hundred And Nine
The garden terrace was tucked away behind the grand wedding venue, a quiet, secluded spot where guests would later mingle during cocktail hour. The scent of jasmine and fresh roses lingered in the air, the soft rustling of leaves the only sound as I stepped onto the stone pathway.Alex was already there.Dressed in a sharp suit, his dark hair still styled the way I remembered, he turned at the sound of my footsteps. His gaze swept over me, and for a moment, there was something unreadable in his eyes.“You came,” he said.I folded my hands in front of me, keeping my voice steady. “What do you want, Alex?”He let out a slow breath. “I needed to see you. Before you marry him.”Anger flared in my chest. “You’ve had months to see me. You waited until my wedding day?”His jaw tightened. “I know. And maybe I don’t deserve this moment. But I had to try.”“Try what, exactly?”His eyes darkened. “To tell you I still love you.”Silence crashed between us.I clenched my fists. “You don’t get to s
One Careless Night One Hundred And Eight
The wedding was just two days away, and every second felt like a blur of last-minute preparations. The venue was set, the guests had confirmed their attendance, and my dress was finally hanging in my room, ready for the big day.Yet, despite all the excitement, an undercurrent of nerves buzzed beneath my skin.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My heart pounded against my ribs, a mix of anticipation and anxiety.Karen, always attuned to my moods, plopped down beside me. “Alright, spill. What’s going on in that overthinking brain of yours?”I hesitated before sighing. “It just feels surreal, you know? After everything that’s happened, I can’t believe I’m actually getting my happily ever after.”Karen softened, squeezing my hand. “You deserve this, Sophie. Jack loves you. And after all the hell Rachel put you through, this wedding is your fresh start.”I nodded, exhaling slowly. “I know. I just—I want it to go perfectly.”She grinned. “Trust me, it will
One Careless Night One Hundred And Seven
Rachel groaned as the officers restrained her, pressing her wounded shoulder against the cold concrete. Her eyes burned with hatred as she glared up at me. "This isn't over," she spat, her voice shaking. "You think you’ve won? You haven’t. I’ll—"Jack stepped forward, his face an unreadable mask of fury. "You're done, Rachel," he said coldly. "You kidnapped Sophie, held her hostage, and threatened her life. You’re not getting out of this."Rachel’s lips trembled, her breathing uneven. "Jack, I—""Save it," Jefferson cut in, his voice as sharp as a blade. He nodded toward the officers. "Get her out of here."The police yanked Rachel to her feet, dragging her toward the exit. As she passed me, she leaned in, her voice a venomous whisper. "Enjoy this while it lasts, Sophie. Because sooner or later, your perfect little world will come crashing down."I didn’t flinch. I simply held her gaze, unshaken. "Goodbye, Rachel."And with that, they took her away.---Outside the warehouse, the cold
One Careless Night One Hundred And Six
I forced myself to stay calm, pushing past the terror threatening to consume me. Rachel had lost everything—her pride, her so-called love, her future. That made her dangerous.But I refused to let her win.I flexed my wrists again, twisting my fingers in slow, careful movements against the rough rope. Every second counted. Every movement had to be precise.The man who had taunted me walked away, leaving me under the watch of another. He was younger, hesitant, his grip on his gun less confident than the others.A weakness.Rachel turned back to me, her arms crossed as she smirked. "You know, Sophie, I thought about just killing you and being done with it."A shiver ran down my spine, but I didn’t let my fear show."But then," Rachel continued, pacing in front of me, "I realized something. Killing you would be too easy. Too quick." She leaned down, her face inches from mine. "I want you to suffer first. I want you to know what it feels like to lose everything."I glared at her, refusing
One Careless Night One Hundred And Five
My knees nearly buckled beneath me. I stared at Rachel, my mind struggling to process the sight before me. The girl who once shared my secrets, my laughter, my life—now stood before me as my captor, her arms crossed with a cruel smirk playing on her lips.“Surprised?” she taunted, tilting her head slightly. “You shouldn’t be. You had to know I wasn’t going to just sit back and watch you get everything you ever wanted.”My mouth went dry. “Rachel…” My voice came out barely above a whisper, filled with disbelief and betrayal. “Why?”Her smirk widened. “Oh, Sophie… Do you really need me to spell it out for you?” She took a slow, deliberate step toward me. “Jack was supposed to be mine. Your mother promised me, but you stole him from me.”I recoiled as if she had struck me. “That’s not true! You two were never together! Jack never loved you!”Rachel’s face twisted with rage. “That’s what you tell yourself, isn’t it?” she sneered. “Well, a deal is a deal.” Her nostrils flared as she clench
