LOGINI thought I had it all. I thought I’d finally cracked the code. I thought my mom was wrong when she said all men are the same-that all men are scum and will leave you without notice. Well, the saying “Mama knows best…” I learned it the hard way. Because indeed, Mama knows best. I should’ve listened when she warned me. I should’ve been more cautious. After two years of marriage, Nate decided he didn’t want me anymore, and I don’t even deserve to know why. That night, he took everything from me. He turned everyone against me. And just when I thought life was going back to normal, when I was finally picking up the broken pieces, he comes knocking. “I’m sorry, Elara. I want you back. Please, come back to me,” Nate pleads. “I will do whatever you want me to do.”
View MoreELARA’S POV The babies came home on a Tuesday. No warning. No gentle transition. Just two car seats placed in the living room, and suddenly the house wasn’t ours anymore. It belonged to them. The silence did too. Because the house is never quiet now. There is always something. A cry slicing through the early hours of the morning. A bottle warming on the counter. Tiny fists flailing like the world has personally offended them. My shirt is damp. My hair smells faintly like milk no matter how many times I wash it. I’m exhausted in a way sleep alone can’t fix. And somehow… I’m smiling. I sit on the couch with one baby pressed to my shoulder, her small weight warm and real against me. Across the room, Nate paces slowly with the other, murmuring something that sounded a song.. under his breath, completely unfazed by the chaos. We talked about getting help. Everyone expected us to. We could afford it. It would make sense. But every time the conversation came up, it quietly fade
ELARA’S POV I hesitated before touching them. My hands were still weak, slower than they used to be, trembling slightly as I flipped through the documents. Land ownership papers. My breath caught in my throat. “Nate…” “You told me about the foundation,” he said quietly. He was watching me closely, like he was afraid one wrong word might shatter me. “About the women you wanted to help. The ones who never get a second chance. When you showed me the blueprint, the way your eyes lit up even when everything else was falling apart…” He swallowed. “I kept thinking, what better way to start than giving you a place that’s yours.” “You didn’t have to do this,” I whispered. The words came out thinner than I meant them to. When I told him about my plans, I honestly thought he was joking when he said he wanted to be part of it. “But maybe,” he continued gently, “helping you build something that was always yours… something you control, something you manage… maybe it gives you a place to s
NATE’S POV “What do you mean… he survived?” Her entire body goes rigid. The words barely make it past her lips, nothing more than a whisper. “Even after all the shots, the bastard survived,” I say. The second I see her shoulders tense further, I add quickly, “He’s in police custody. Everything he had on him was seized. With the amount of evidence stacked against him, there’s no way out of this. None.” She doesn’t respond. Her lips part slightly, dry. Her hands curl at her sides, knuckles pale. I brace myself for anger. For tears. For her to look at me like I betrayed her by letting her believe she killed a man. Instead, she whispers, “I… I’m going to bed now. Dr. Chase said I need as much rest as possible. I’ll see you in the morning.” The way the words come out tells me everything she isn’t saying. She wants space. She wants me gone. And for the first time in weeks, I don’t argue. I don’t cling. I don’t tell her it’s going to be okay like I’ve been repeating on a loop, hopi
ELARA’S POV “I made the potatoes just the way you like it,” Nate says, dropping into his seat. Today was supposed to be an off day for the staff. And somehow, Nate had decided that meant we should have dinner. Just the two of us. Like this was an ordinary evening. Like the hospital wasn’t only a many miles away, holding everything that mattered. The plates sat between us, steam curling into the air. The food smelled good. Comforting, even. And that almost made it worse. I stared down at it, fork resting uselessly in my hand, my chest tightening with every second that passed. That was when the thought slipped out of me, heavy and sharp. “Don’t you think it’s weird,” I said, pushing my fork around the plate, appetite long gone, “eating while our kids are still in the hospital?” Nate’s eyes lifted from his phone for the first time since he got to the table. “It is” He set the phone face down and reached across the table, his fingers closing around mine. His grip was firm
ELARA’S POV “Thank you” Nate whispers placing a kiss on my forehead. “For them-“ “I’m sorry to interrupt but We’ll need names for the birth records,” the nurse said gently. The words landed heavier than they should have. I looked down at the two small bundles beside me. Breathing. Warm. Rea
Struggling to pull the tank top over my swollen chest, I froze. My eyes fell on the ultrasound picture pinned in the corner. A million thoughts running through me. And I broke before it could go further. I tugged at the fabric, trying to cover more than I could, my hands trembling. I didn’
NATE’S POVOur princess could not have chosen a worse moment for her first kick.One second Elara was crying into her tea. The next she was laughing like nothing had ever hurt her. And then that tiny flutter hit her belly and I swear the whole world shifted beneath my feet.For weeks I tried to get
NATE’S POV The road blurs under the headlights, but my mind is sharper than it’s been in months—too sharp, too awake, every nerve pulled tight like wire. Elara’s voice keeps cutting through me like broken glass. “You’re choosing death over us.” “You promised me.” “I don’t want to give b






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