[4 Months Later][Ivy’s Point of View]I knew nothing about children because I had always found kids annoying, even in my novels, I did everything possible to keep child character away and I swore I won’t have any kids because as I had said, kids were annoying, however that thought of mine changed when I first found out my best friend was pregnant and, I was going to be a godmother.I remembered feeling enthusiastic for the first time about kids. I thought if Kim was having one, they couldn’t be that bad, I decided to change my thoughts about youngsters and just read everything about them when it appeared Kim needed me the most because her mother and twin sister were bitches.My friends were astonished when they found me with baby books, they went far as asking if I was knocked up accidentally but they had no idea I was ready to change because I loved my best friend and I was ready to do anything for her.To shorten the whole ass story, I thought I had everything in control, I thought
[Kim’s point of view]As I ecstatically gazed at the baby in my arms, I realized I had never before realized how blissful motherhood could be. He was my child; the only seed Arthur had left; at least he hadn't abandoned me entirely. My Killian was the only source of control and illumination I had. His eyes opened to blink at me as I affectionately grinned and reached out to touch his small cheek. I hoped Killian would someday look exactly like his father because at least Arthur had left some of his beautiful features behind, and his eyes were grey like his father's."He appears to be a strong one," Ms. Ruth thought beside me, and I agreed by nodding. My Killian was indeed a formidable opponent. Two months have passed since I gave birth, and during that time I have been at home caring for my newborn."Arthur must be so proud wherever he is," her tone was sorrowful, almost as if she was holding back a cry. I nodded again and parted my lips to speak just as the loud sound of my phone
[KIM’S POINT OF VIEW][TEN MONTHS LATER]“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!”The screams were loud and garish, causing Killian to jerk before breaking into tiny, unrestrained giggles and waving his hands in front of us.“He’s so cute!” Ivy cooed, wiping away her invisible tears. "I never imagined children could be this adorable, or it was just little Killian over here." She reached out and lightly pinched both of his cheeks.“I think you should consider having one now,”There were only four of us, Ivy, Eloise, and Mrs. Ruth, gathered on a large rug in the middle of the living room, and I couldn't believe Killian was a year old now, he was growing so fast. It seemed like only yesterday that I was screaming my head off in an attempt to push him out. Looking at him now, it was amazing to see him crawl, walk, and say his first word; I wish Arthur was here to witness all of this.Ivy gave me a critical look. "Please don't put ideas in my head. "I still don't want to have children.""That's not surprising,
[Kim’s point of view]I made an effort to pay attention to what the broad members were saying, but their words only pierced one ear before exiting the other. At the moment, I didn’t want to be there. I'd never been bored at work before, or maybe I was just overly enthusiastic.Five minutes later, as I was about to conclude the meeting, the door to the conference room burst open, revealing three police officers walking inside. Everyone turned their heads to the door, taken aback.“You shouldn’t be here.” While my secretary was already attempting to reach out, they were fixated on Mrs. Evans, who was sitting among the board members.“Mrs. Evans!” one of the officers reached out and the woman stood up."Is there an issue, officers?" As her eyes moved between the officers, her tone remained unaffected."We'd like to ask you to come to the station for questioning."Her brows furrowed, and for a fleeting moment, her eyes met mine before returning to the police. “Is that more sort of joke, q
[KIM’S POINT OF VIEW]It seemed like a dream—one of those dreams that you know will never come true, but there was still a glimmer of hope—but this shouldn't be happening; Arthur shouldn't be standing in front of me. Standing? My gaze was drawn to his legs before returning to meet his grey eyes.It felt like I was staring at someone entirely different but I knew this was Arthur despite the fact that he didn't look like anything I remembered.His grey eyes had grown darker, but they were hollow and deep and they looked unfamiliar; his features had changed since I last saw them two years ago; his hair was a dark shade of black; it was neatly brushed off his broad, smooth forehead; he was wearing a black suit that looked so appropriate on his body; and, finally, he wasn't real. And those were my final thoughts before my visions blurred and everything went black.*^*When I opened my eyes again, I saw Ivy's worried expression staring down at me. I jerked myself onto the bed and strained
(Kim's Point of View)Killian is not my son.I made an effort not to cry as Arthur's words resounded in my head, but I still sniffed and covered my mouth to prevent any sobbing that was threatening to embarrass me."It's okay to cry you know,"I jerked my head back, staring at Ivy, who was sitting next to me on the sofa we'd occupied 30 minutes before, and 30 minutes since Kareen and Arthur had disappeared upstairs, doing what? I had no idea, but I couldn't bear the thought of climbing the stairs."I-I-I.." My voice cracked as I fought back a sob. "I've never felt this helpless and unsure before, Ivy. I don't know what to do. My heart feels like it has been torn out and is being stepped on. It hurts so bad that I do not know if I should cry and scream till my voice is all gone,"I have never felt so frail.Ivy rubbed my back. “I've already called Lucas, and he's on his way. Maybe he can talk some sense into Arthur.”"I think you shouldn't have called him yet. What is he going to do,
(Kim's Point of View)I cried. I sobbed in a way I had never let out before, and I didn't stop until all of my tears were gone, leaving me feeling desiccated, broken, and helpless.I didn't know what time it was, but the darkness outside my window informed me that it was night. I also didn't know how long I had been sobbing on the lonely bed, crying out for something I had never lost.I curled up on my side, exhausted and ineffective. I thought I had everything planned out, that I finally knew the answers. I had come so close to having all the evidence. However, it was all gone now, all the evidence had vanished, and Arthur had forgotten who I was and thought I was his worst enemy.When I first imagined my prince charming, I forgot about the fact that every princess must fight for her prince. Then, I had my head in the clouds, I was so naive. Though I never had the ideal family because my parents despised me for not being Kareen, I believed that everything would improve once I met my
[KIM’S POINT OF VIEW] A lot had been going on.Seven days since Arthur unexpectedly appeared, having forgotten the entire year he spent with me. Seven days since Arthur considered me to be his greatest foe. Seven days since Kareen occupied the space in Arthur's life that was intended for me. And seven days since I remained sequestered in my room, bawling uncontrollably until I thought all of my body's tears had dried up.On the eighth day, I finally decided to leave my room and leave my misery behind by taking my son to the park.With Killian in my arms, I descended the stairs and entered the living room, but the sight that met me stopped me in my tracks. My eyes remained fixed on the sight of Kareen sprawled out in Arthur's arms on the couch.Instead of welling up with tears, my eyes stung and coarsened with rage as I suddenly felt the need to strangle someone. However, I swallowed the painful lump that rose to my throat and made the decision to consider them to be invisible as I wa