Elena's POVI inhaled sharply, clenching my jaw as I fought back the urge to scream.“You both need to leave,” I said, my voice as firm as I could manage despite the exhaustion dragging me down.Neither of them moved.Of course, they didn’t. That would’ve been too easy.From the corner of my eye, I saw Mia standing by the kitchen door, her arms crossed as she observed the chaos unfolding in my living room. She met my gaze for a brief second, and I could practically hear her thoughts—Good luck with this mess, girl. Then, with a tired sigh, she turned and disappeared back into the kitchen, leaving me to deal with my uninvited guests.I wished I could follow her.Ethan, still standing too close for my liking, let out an annoyed breath before narrowing his eyes at me.“Why are you being soft with Daniel?” he asked, his tone sharp. “You practically pushed me out the door, but when he shows up, suddenly, you’re all gentle?”I rolled my eyes, already tired of where this conversation was goin
Elena's POVSomething inside me snapped.I had been patient. I had been civil. I had tried—really tried—to keep my emotions in check, but these two overgrown children just wouldn’t let me breathe.And now? Now I was done."GET OUT!" I exploded, my voice raw, shaking with frustration.Daniel and Ethan barely even flinched.Oh, so now they were deaf?"Did you not hear me?!" I shouted, my breathing uneven. "I said both of you—GET. OUT!"Nothing.They were still standing there, facing each other like two idiots in a damn standoff, waiting for the other to make the first move.I let out a dry, humorless laugh. Of course. Of course! These two weren’t going to leave. They weren’t even listening to me.My hands balled into fists as I glared at them. "I don’t want to see either of you near me! Do you hear me?! I want to be alone!" My voice cracked slightly, but I didn’t care. "I’m stressed! I need a break! And instead of making things easier for me, you two are here acting like I’m some damn t
Elena's POVFor the first time in weeks, I actually slept.Not the restless, tossing-and-turning kind of sleep. Not the light, half-conscious naps where my mind was still racing with a million thoughts.No.This was deep, undisturbed, dreamless sleep.A sleep so heavy that when I finally woke up, it took me a few moments to even remember where I was.My eyelids fluttered open, and for a few seconds, I just laid there, staring at the ceiling, my body still wrapped in the cocoon of warmth from my blanket. It felt… different.Peaceful.I stretched slowly, my limbs stiff from how deeply I had slept. My stomach felt a little tight—probably from being in the same position for too long—but overall, my body felt lighter.Glancing at the clock, I nearly choked.Twelve hours.I slept for twelve whole hours?A part of me wanted to feel guilty—how could I sleep for so long?—but another part of me knew that this was exactly what I had needed.No stress. No arguments. No overthinking.Just rest.I
Ethan's POVI can’t believe I actually apologized to Elena. The words had left my mouth before I could even process them, and now, as I sit in my car gripping the steering wheel, I can’t shake off the weight of it. Apologizing was never my thing. I was too stubborn, too proud. But when I saw her standing there, exhausted and drained, I realized just how much damage I’d caused.The image of her wouldn’t leave my head. The strain in her eyes, the faint lines on her forehead, the way she seemed like she was holding herself together with sheer willpower—it all made my chest feel tight. She looked like someone who had been carrying a burden far too heavy, and the worst part? I had been the one piling it on her. I had made her life hell, and now, she was paying for my selfishness.I hate that I let things get this far. That I let my ego take control, putting my pride first when her health, her happiness, should have been my priority. But I hadn’t seen it that way before. I had been too caug
Ethan's POV Victoria leans back into the couch like she owns the place, a smug smile playing on her lips as she crosses her legs. "Last time I checked, I can visit whenever I want."I shut the door behind me, letting out a low breath as I loosen my tie. "Last time I checked, we're not dating, married, or soulmates, so no, you can't just come whenever you want," I shoot back, my tone clipped. "We broke up, remember? Your access to all those sacrosancts is limited now."She laughs, soft and mocking, tilting her head as she looks at me like I’m some child throwing a tantrum. "Oh, Ethan, don’t be so tough on yourself, baby," she purrs, standing up and sauntering toward me like she hasn’t just crossed multiple boundaries. "You look tense. Looks like you had a stressful day, anyway." She tilts her head slightly. "How was work?"I hiss under my breath, already tired of this game. "Cut to the chase, Victoria. What do you want?" I throw my keys onto the console table by the door, shrugging of
Ethan's POVI barely get ten minutes of peace. Just as I’m on the edge of sleep, drifting into much-needed rest, I hear the door press open. A slow, quiet creak that instantly pulls me from my exhaustion.My eyes snap open, and I already know who it is before I even turn my head.Victoria.Gawddddd. Did they send this girl to me?I groan, dragging a hand down my face in sheer frustration. "What now, Victoria?" I mutter, my voice hoarse with exhaustion. "What do you want?"And then I see it.The towel.The white towel loosely wrapped around her body, her damp skin glowing slightly under the warm bedroom light. Her long, wet hair falls over one shoulder, and she’s standing there like she owns the damn place.I exhale sharply, wishing—wishing—I had locked the damn door.I sit up, rubbing my temples as I glare at her. "Victoria, what the hell are you doing?" I ask, my tone dripping with annoyance. "And why the hell are you dressed like this in my house?"She tilts her head, completely unf
Ethan's POVVictoria’s voice is barely a murmur in the dimly lit room. "I have something to tell you," she says, her fingers tracing light patterns against my chest.I sigh, my exhaustion weighing me down like a boulder. "What is it?" I ask, my voice flat, void of interest.She doesn’t answer—not with words.Instead, she leans in, closing the small space between us.And then she kisses me.Soft. Slow. Deliberate.For a split second, my mind blanks out. My body freezes, my breath caught in my throat. I don’t react, don’t move—don’t even process what’s happening.Because I don’t know how.Every defense mechanism I should have—every instinct to pull away, to push her off—is completely off-key. Dead. Silent.I just sit there, numb, lost in the sheer sensation of it.When was the last time I was kissed?Really kissed?Not a quick brush of lips. Not something shallow or distant.Elena.The answer slams into my chest harder than I expect.Elena was the last person I kissed. But Elena wasn’t
Ethan's POVVictoria lets out a bitter laugh, shaking her head as she glares at me. “It’s Elena, isn’t it?”I chuckle dryly, leaning back against the bed. “Yeah, right.”She scoffs, rolling her eyes. “I knew it. It shows all over your stupid face.”My jaw tightens. “Why are you insulting me? It’s not my fault.”“It is your fault,” she snaps, turning to fully face me now, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. “Because you’re stupid, Ethan. You’re blind. And you’re being played.”My brows furrow. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”Victoria laughs again, but there’s no humor in it. Just frustration, just anger, just something that looks a little too much like hurt.“After everything I’ve done,” she mutters under her breath, shaking her head. “This is what I get.”I exhale sharply, rubbing my temples. “Victoria, what are you even talking about?”She lifts her gaze to me then, and there’s something sharp in her eyes, something unreadable. “Don’t you see?” she demands. “Can’t you
Elena's POV Four years had passed, and life had unfolded in ways I never could have imagined.Daniel and I are married now. It wasn’t a grand, extravagant event — just a small ceremony with close friends and family. But it had been perfect. I still remembered the way Daniel’s eyes locked on mine as I walked down the aisle, the way his fingers trembled slightly when he slid the ring onto my finger. The way his whispered “I love you” had calmed my nerves in an instant.Our wedding may have been simple, but our love? That was anything but.Chase was four years old now — bright-eyed, full of questions, and sweet in ways that melted my heart. He had Daniel’s calm nature — steady and thoughtful — but with just enough of my stubbornness to keep things interesting.“Mom!” Chase’s little voice rang out from the living room. “Can you tie my shoe?”“Coming!” I called back, setting my coffee mug down.When I stepped into the room, I couldn’t help but smile. Chase sat cross-legged on the carpet,
Elena's POV The warmth of morning sunlight kissed my face, stirring me awake. My lashes fluttered as I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light streaming through the curtains. Something felt... different. The room smelled faintly of lavender, and the air carried a sense of calm — unusual for my chaotic life these days.I sat up slowly, my gaze sweeping across the room. My eyes widened.Everything was spotless — no, perfect. The clothes I’d left scattered on the chair were neatly folded. The empty glasses on the nightstand were gone. Even the floor looked freshly mopped, shining faintly in the morning glow. A bouquet of fresh roses sat on the dresser, their vibrant red petals bright against the white vase.Daniel.I smiled to myself. He was always doing things like this — quietly stepping in to make my life easier without asking for credit. My heart warmed at the thought.I turned to check on Chase. He was curled up on his side, snuggled beneath the covers, his little face relaxed
Elena's POV I spent most of the day convincing myself that I was ready — that talking to Daniel wouldn’t be as terrifying as I’d built it up to be. Mia’s words kept replaying in my head.“Don’t let fear stop you from something that could actually make you feel whole again.”By evening, I was still nervous, but I knew I couldn’t keep running from this. It was time.The next morning, I got up early to prepare Chase’s bag — diapers, wipes, his favorite stuffed elephant — the usual things I carried when we went out. He was getting so big now, already crawling everywhere, babbling non-stop. Each day, he felt more and more like a little person, and I knew Daniel had played a huge part in that.After dressing Chase in his soft blue onesie, I scooped him into my arms.“Alright, little man,” I whispered, “let’s go see Daniel.”---Daniel greeted me with his usual warm smile when I arrived. He stood in the doorway, his hair still damp from a shower, dressed in a fitted black t-shirt and jeans.
Elena's POV I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shake Daniel’s words from my mind.“I’m here... not just as a friend, but as someone who cares about you.”I closed my eyes, replaying that moment over and over again. The warmth in his voice, the softness in his gaze — it all lingered in my thoughts, making my chest feel tight.The truth was, I’d been denying it for weeks. The way my heart raced whenever he smiled, the way I caught myself thinking about him even when he wasn’t around. I told myself it was nothing — that it was just comfort, or maybe gratitude.But it wasn’t.I knew it.I rolled onto my side, clutching the pillow close to my chest. Daniel had been denying it too — pushing his feelings aside, holding back when it was so clear he wanted more. I could see it in his eyes when we talked, feel it in those quiet moments when his hand lingered just a second too long.He wanted me.And the truth was... I wanted him too.But I didn’t know how to say it. After so much
Elena's POVI lay on my bed, the soft hum of the ceiling fan above me creating a calming rhythm. My body felt heavy, not with exhaustion but with a strange sense of peace. For the first time in a long while, life felt... manageable. Maybe even a little happy.Chase’s giggles still echoed in my head — that sweet, bubbly laugh that made my heart melt every single time. He was growing so fast. Just yesterday, he was this tiny bundle in my arms, barely able to hold up his head. Now, he was crawling around the house like he owned the place, babbling "goo goo ga ga" as if he had so much to say but just couldn’t find the words yet.I smiled to myself, turning onto my side to stare at the empty spot beside me on the bed.Daniel had been coming around more often lately — always showing up with a warm smile, always willing to lend a hand. What started as simple work discussions had shifted into something... more. Something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.I remembered the way he looked at me
Elena's POVAs the evening at the Pizza Club in McPherson, Kansas, drew to a close, the warmth of the celebration lingered in the air. Laughter and the aroma of freshly baked pizza had filled the room, creating memories we would cherish. Daniel, ever the gentleman, offered to escort me outside while the others settled the bill.Stepping out into the night, a brisk March breeze greeted us, sending a shiver down my spine. Noticing my discomfort, Daniel immediately shrugged off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders."Here, take this," he said, his voice filled with concern. "Can't have you catching a cold now."I looked up at him, gratitude warming me more than the jacket ever could. "Thank you, Daniel. You're always so thoughtful."We began to stroll along the quiet street, the soft glow of streetlights casting elongated shadows on the pavement. The town had a serene quality at night, with only the distant hum of traffic disrupting the silence."So, how have you been?" I asked, gla
Elena's POV I sat on the couch, scrolling mindlessly through my phone when Mia burst into the room, her face glowing like the morning sun."Elena!" she practically screamed.I barely had time to react before she flopped down beside me, hugging a throw pillow tightly against her chest."What's gotten into you?" I laughed, setting my phone aside."Guess what!" she grinned, her excitement practically bouncing off the walls."What?" I asked, leaning in eagerly."James proposed to me yesterday!" she squealed, flashing her hand in front of me. The silver ring caught the light perfectly, sparkling like something out of a fairy tale.My eyes widened, and in the next second, we were both on our feet, screaming and jumping like a pair of schoolgirls."Are you serious?!" I grabbed her hand, inspecting the ring like a jeweler. "Oh my gosh, Mia, it's beautiful!""Right?! He planned this whole surprise dinner — candles, roses, everything — and then just got down on one knee right in front of every
Elena's POV Rumor had it that Ethan was in New York. Apparently, he'd been staying lowkey since the whole scandal started, but Daniel somehow managed to track down where he was staying.“We should go talk to him,” Daniel said as we sat in his apartment, reviewing the evidence again.I raised an eyebrow. “Confront him? Just like that?”Daniel leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming on the table. “If he’s in New York, this is the perfect chance to clear things up. He needs to know the truth — and fast.”I exhaled slowly, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. “Yeah... you're right. Let's do it.”A couple of hours later, we were standing outside a sleek hotel in Manhattan. My heart hammered in my chest as we walked inside. Ethan wasn’t exactly the most predictable person — especially now. I wasn’t sure how he’d react to what we were about to tell him.“Are you sure he’s here?” I asked, clutching my bag tightly.Daniel nodded. “I called ahead. He's in his room.”The elevator ride
Elena's POVDaniel was working tirelessly — even I could see it. The dark circles beneath his eyes were impossible to miss, and his sharp features seemed a little sunken. He looked exhausted — like he’d been running on fumes for days.All this... just to help me.I didn’t know whether to feel touched or guilty. Maybe both.That evening, I decided to stop by his apartment. Mia had mentioned earlier that she and Mr. Johnson were going out tonight, which meant Chase was with Jade. That gave me some free time — and a perfect reason to check on Daniel.I knocked softly on his door, half-hoping he’d already fallen asleep so I could just leave and convince myself he was taking care of himself.“Come in,” his tired voice called out.I stepped inside and felt my heart twist. He was sitting at his desk, surrounded by papers, files, and — oh my God — three empty coffee mugs. His laptop screen glowed faintly, bathing his face in pale blue light.“Hey,” I said softly, trying to sound casual.“Oh,