Jessica sat across from her lawyer, Lois, in a very meticulously organized office which was in downtown LA. The room had the smell of leather and freshly brewed coffee in it, the bookshelves completely cramped up with legal books, and accolades that adorned the walls. Jessica began to slowly lose her composure as she began to speak of her past, the memories jumping and eating her from the inside out."I waited for five years, Lois" Jessica said, her voice now trembling with emotions that she had tried to suppress for so long. "Five long and very painful years. After all the tests, and endless outings of looking like a disappointment before finally getting pregnant. There I was thinking that a miracle had finally happened."Lois leaned closer, unable to believe what she was hearing. "Ethan Mitchell? Wow, I never knew all of this had happened when you came to me many years ago. How did he feel when you broke the news to him?"Jessica let out what seemed to be a very bitter laugh. "Ne
Jessica sat across from Lois, their lawyer, her gaze being distant as she tried to organize the documents that had been spread across the table. The office, with its well-polished furniture and perfectly set up shelves, for some reason, felt very oppressive today. Ricky sat next to Jessica, tapping his pen on the table in front of him while he waited."Jessica." Lois began, finally breaking the silence that engulfed the room. "We need to try to focus on building a case that focuses on Avery's well-being as a child. This kind of case can get ugly quickly, and Ethan's team will most likely play dirty and try to attack the fact that you hid Avery away for years. We need to be ready for that."Jessica folded both of her arms, her facial expression remaining resolute. "Let them. I'll narrate everything to the court so they understand my point of view. Ethan had no right to know about Avery. He didn't care one bit for me and he sure didn't care about the idea of me having a child when he ki
Back at her parent's house, Jessica paced around the living room, her phone fixed tightly against her ears. Ricky stood close by, coordinating with his private investigator on the matter. Janet and Joseph both rested on the couch, worry visible on their faces. Ethan, who had shown up after multiple furious phone calls from Jessica, leaned against the wall, feeling guilty that he had teamed up with Olivia."The police are en route to the location," Jessica said, immediately ending the call. "They just found the house that Olivia is currently hiding in. It's on the outskirts of the city so it might take a while to get there." She threw her phone onto the nearest table by her side, her hands trembling with fear."We need to go," Ricky said with a firm voice, grabbing his jacket as he got to his feet."Wait, Ricky. Leave this for the police." Janet protested, standing up to her feet to reach him. "Jessica, you can't run head-on into a situation like this. What if something happens to you?
The sunlight filled the living room from the windows, casting a glow on Avery's little face, who was curled up and playing with her stuffed bunny. Jessica sat nearby, her laptop on her knees as she typed while her other eye remained on Avery. Though the nightmare of Avery's kidnapping had been solved three days ago, Jessica still carried the weight of it. She glanced at her phone, which sat on the coffee table. Another call from Ethan. The sight made her jaw tighten and her fists squeezed."Mommy?" her daughter's soft voice broke off her thoughts. "Can I get a snack?"Jessica faked a smile, closing her laptop and setting it aside. "Sure, sweetheart. What do you want to have?""Peanut butter and jelly?" Avery asked, her tiny face lighting up as she hoped her mum would agree.Jessica ruffled her daughter's hair and headed straight into the kitchen, grateful that was alive to make requests. There she was, spreading the peanut butter on a slice of bread when her phone buzzed one more
Jessica slammed the room door behind her, the sound echoing loudly through the quiet house. She barely registered in her mind the glow of the living room lamps or the humming coming from the dishwasher in the kitchen. The tension weighing heavily in her chest grew tighter with every passing second she spent, and she paced right in front of the couch, her heels hitting the hardwood floor.Ricky walked with her inside, setting down his keys on the side table. "Jess, I need you to breathe.""Breathe?" she sneered at him unconsciously, spinning on her heel to face him head-on. "How do you expect me to breathe knowing that the woman who kidnapped my child is somewhere out there?" she asked as her hands flew up in the air. "Goddamnit, she took my child, Ricky! And now she's walking around town like nothing had happened."Ricky ran his left hand through his hair, frustration showing on his face. "I get it. Believe me, I understand. But yelling at me isn't going to solve the problem. Running
Ethan sat in his office, letting the weight of the past weeks press on him like an iron blade. The only photo of Avery that he had managed to get from the last time they hung out seemed to mock him as it lay on his desk, her tiny smile frozen in time for him to stare at whenever he wanted. A complete contrast to the storm that he had just unleashed into her life. He pressed his palms on his face, trying to breathe through all the anger and guilt that he was feeling. Jessica's voice from the phone call began to ring in his ear; "Best for Avery? You think dragging our daughter into a custody battle is what is best for her?"His door creaked open, but Ethan didn't look up to see who it was. "Not now, Carla," he said, believing it was his assistant that had walked into his office."Carla? That's new." His father's voice, came into the room steady and authoritative, it sent a chill down Ethan's spine when he recognized who it was.Ethan straightened in his chair as his father, Richard, wal
Jessica faced the clock as she quickly hurried down the hallway, the sound of her wedge heels echoing against the floors. "Avery darling, we have to go! We are going to be late again!" she called out to her daughter, trying her best not to sound impatient.From the bedroom door, Avery appeared tightly holding her backpack, her tiny face looking all confused. She pointed at the tall man standing near the door. "Why does he always have to follow us around, mummy?" she asked, her tone showing frustration. "I don't need him watching me all the time, mummy. Please."Jessica crouched down to her daughter's level, smoothing a hand over her little head. "He's here to make sure that you are safe, sweetheart," she explained softly. "You know how we have like an extra seatbelt when we drive or the alarm system at home? It's not because anything's wrong, it's just... important to be ready for such situations."Avery looked at Kyle, the new bodyguard, who stood like a shadow near the front door wi
The sound of the doorbell echoed through the Johnson house, pulling Jessica from her thoughts. She glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall to see that it was 8:47 p.m. Too late for casual visitors to stop by. Avery was already tucked in bed, and Ricky had left an hour ago to go get some documents from his apartment.Her stomach began to twist as she walked to the front door to find out who it was since the camera room was far from where she was. She peered through the peephole on the door, she froze when she recognized the face.Ethan.For a moment, Jessica considered not walking back to the kitchen and not answering. Her fingers hovered over the lock for a moment, but the second ring felt more insistent than the first, it destroyed her indecision. She unlocked the door and opened it just enough to lean against the frame, blocking his view of the rest of the house behind her."What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice clipping.Ethan stood on the front porch, his hands buried in
FEW WEEKS LATER“You can’t be serious.”Jessica sighed, placing the phone on her other ear. “Dad, I know this looks right, but Avery wants me to be there.”She heard her father’s disapproving silence stretched for a moment before he finally spoke up. “Jessica, this is Ethan’s family we are talking about here. They will use every opportunity to remind you that you lost custody of your daughter. Even though it’s only temporary.”“I know,” she admitted, rubbing her eyes. “But this isn’t about me. It’s about Avery.”“She’s an only child. She doesn’t understand what this is doing to you.”Jessica swallowed the lump in her throat. She understood what her father was talking about. Every moment spent around Ethan, his world, and his family took something away from her, leaving her exposed.But her little girl wanted her to be present. That was all that mattered.A soft knock at her apartment door made her come back to reality. “I have to go, Dad. I’ll call you soon.”She hung up and pulled op
“No, no, no...” Jessica’s voice trembled as she read through the words again, her fingers holding on tightly around the document as if she would squeeze enough and the ruling would change. Her vision began to blur with tears, her entire body going numb from the shock.“Jessica?” Ricky’s voice came but cautious this time around, the argument between them had been forgotten temporarily. She took a step closer, but she shut it down.“Sorry, but I need to be alone.” She whispered, her voice barely audible to him.“What? Jessica what’s going...”“I said I need to be alone, Ricky!” she snapped at him, her grief and frustration boiling over. Without waiting for him to leave, she grabbed a coat from the rack and stormed out of the house, slamming her door behind him. When he was ready he would leave and lock up.The cold night air hit her cheeks harshly as she walked aimlessly down the street. Her mind was a field of chaos. They had finally taken her. They hadn’t finally taken Avery. The cour
“I hope you haven’t come here to waste my time, Ethan. You know I am really busy.”Ethan exhaled sharply, running his right hand down his face as he chose to sit just across from his grandfather in his office in the Mitchell building. The old man’s piercing grey eyes watched Ethan from his mahogany desk, the weight of his grandfather’s expectations pressing on him like a chain, causing him to keep drowning in a river.“I wouldn’t be here if this wasn’t important,” Ethan replied, his voice controlled but tight as he composed himself in front of his grandfather.His grandfather leaned back in his chair, giving his grandson a listening ear. “Then get straight to the point.”Ethan hesitated for a moment before speaking up. “I would like you to meet Avery.”His grandfather’s expression remained the same when he heard that statement, his eyes gave off no sign of emotions in them. “And why would I do that?”Ethan clenched his fists in disbelief that he was hearing a question like this. “Beca
Ricky waited until the door clicked shut behind Ethan before turning around to face Jessica fully. Hisneus, usually filled with charm and warmth, was cold for the first time. He tossed the bouquet of white lilies onto the kitchen counter, the flowers landing with a loud thud.“You’re sure, huh?” Ricky’s voice was low, edged with something darker than jealousy, something very possessive.Jessica crossed her arms, leaning against the door as she steadied her breath. “What exactly are you trying to imply here, Ricky?.Ricky took a step closer, his jaw closing. “I’m not implying anything, Jessica. I’m just asking why was he here?”Jessica exhaled sharply, her patience thinning. “Because he’s Avery’s father. She’s been through enough today with the court hearing, and he wanted to check on her. That’s all.”Ricky’s laugh was bitter, nothing like the easy charm she’d grown used to. “Right. Just like that? No other reason?”She moved to the living room, putting space between them as she picke
Jessica sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the darkened window. The echoes of the courtroom still replayed in her mind. Avery’s eyes ran over with tears, Lois’s sharp words, and Ethan’s fixed gaze on her. She rubbed her eyes together, trying to push it all away, but the ache was relentless, carving deep into her chest.The apartment was painfully quiet, except for the humming coming from the city beyond her window. Avery had fallen asleep hours ago, holding on tightly to her stuffed bunny with a grip that mirrored Jessica’s own desperation. She thought about pouring herself a glass of wine but couldn’t summon the strength to do so. Instead, she sat in the silence, letting it swallow her whole.A soft knock broke through the stillness of the moment, pulling her from her own thoughts. She frowned, glancing at the clock on the wall. It was past eight. Who would be here by a time like this?She walked barefoot to the door and peered through the peephole to see Ethan standing there. He
The courtroom emptied, leaving behind an air of tension that seemed to live out with Jessica as she hastily made her way through the heavy double doors. Her heels hit against the cold marble floor, each step echoing the desperation screaming in her heart.Avery’s cries still rang in her ears, fueling the urgency that she felt. She spotted her daughter in the hallway, her tiny body forced against her grandmother’s tight embrace, hiccupping as the leftover tears ran down her eyes. Jessica rushed forward, her voice filled with regret.“Avery,” she whispered, kneeling. “Baby, I’m so sorry. Please don’t cry anymore.”Avery lifted her face ruined by tears, her cheeks red from the continuous crying. “Mummy...mummy, you were yelling? Did daddy do something?”Jessica’s heart clenched when she heard her daughter’s words. “No, no, my love. Not at all. Mummy wasn’t angry at Daddy. I was...I was upset at something that was happening in there.”Avery sniffled, clinging to her mother’s arm this time
The courtroom had fallen into a session of uneasy silence, the kind that pricked against the skin and made breaths seem shallow. Jessica sat on the witness stand, her knuckles white as she held on to its edges. Gregory Welsh adjusted his tie as he saw this, the perfect example of calculated confidence, his every move deliberate as he moved forward.“Ms. Williams,” he began, his voice still smooth but filled with accusation, “You have still given me an answer to my question.” Jessica’s throat tightened. Gregory’s gaze pinned her on her seat like a predator who finally caught its prey. He continued. “Why did you take Ethan’s unborn child abroad, raising her far from her biological father for five years?” Every eye in the courtroom was fixed on her, waiting to hear her answer, the same one that she hadn’t summoned the courage to give. She glanced at her later, Lois, who gave her a steady nod, urging her to remain calm and answer. But Jessica could feel the weight of judgement coming fr
The court reconvened shortly after the brief recess, the tension in the air was palpable to everyone. The jury made their way back to their seats, their earlier expressions of doubt surrounding Ethan Mitchell still roaming g in the air. Jessica Williams sat beside her lawyer, Lois, who leaned in and spoke in a low tone.“We’ve started well, Jessica,” Lois said, her eyes narrowing with determination in them. “But now’s where the real test begins. Stay calm, answer the questions truthfully, and don’t let his lawyer try to corner you. We already have momentum on our side, let’s keep it up.”Jessica nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. Her heart began to pound heavily as the judge stepped in, announcing that the proceedings should continue. It wasn’t long before that her name was called. “Ms. Williams,” the court clerk called out to her. “Please take the stand.”Jessica rose, her hands trembling as she made her way to the witness stand. She took the oat with a clear and steady voic
The room fell silent as Ethan Mitchell made his way to the witness stand. His steps were steady and calculated, but his face betrayed the unease he felt in his heart as he sat down, adjusted his tie and took the oat that was administered by the bailiff. The jury watched very closely, their expressions remaining neutral but very attentive, ready to weigh every word that proceeded out of his mouth.Lois rose from her seat, her every movement planned and deliberate. Her navy blue suit remained crisp and sharp, her expression calm but determined to bring Ethan down. She approached the stand, her bind in between her hands.“Mr Mitchell,” Lois began, her voice smooth but having a sharp undertone to it. “Thank you for being here today, we all know how busy you are. I want to just ask a very simple question. Can you please tell the court why your marriage to my client, Jessica Williams, came to an end?”Ethan shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his teeth gnashing against each other. “Our marri