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The One He Let Go Behind the screen
Kelly “This is Kelly Brook on Channel 5 News,” I began, my voice steady even as my heart hammered. “Anderson Grant, America’s rising star, has filed for divorce after a decade-long marriage to Miss A, sources close to the couple confirm that this decision comes as a surprise to Miss A, who was not informed prior to the filing. I paused, panic rising. But I had to steady myself, I was on live television and nationwide, people were watching. "We’ll bring you more updates on this developing story, stay stuned!" The broadcast ended, and the moment the cameras switched off, I exhaled sharply. Peeling off my earpiece, I leaned back trying to control the anxiety clawing at my chest. Anderson wasn’t just a headline. He was my husband. My secret husband. For ten years, we had kept our marriage out of the spotlight. The world adored him, but no one knew he belonged to me. I had agreed to keep it private, thinking it would protect us. But now, I wasn’t sure if that secrecy had been
Last Updated : 2024-12-01The One He Let Go The stranger in my own home
Kelly I stumbled out of the hospital, clutching my arm where I had yanked out the IV. Blood trickled down, staining my sleeve, but I didn’t care. My head pounded with the weight of too many unanswered questions. I pressed forward, searching frantically for my car. I didn’t see him until it was too late. “Whoa! Are you okay?” I collided with someone. “I’m fine,” I muttered, stepping back and barely sparing him a glance. "Are you sure? You’re bleeding,” he pressed, but I shook my head, muttering another rushed apology as I brushed past him. Taking a few glances, I spotted my car by the driveway. I slid inside, holding my wrist to keep it from bleeding out. °○°○°○°○°○°○°○°○°○°○° The house was eerily quiet when I pulled into the driveway, the kind of silence that prickled at my skin. My heart sank when I saw my belongings piled randomly on the front porch. Pushing the door open, I stepped inside and froze. Evelyn stood in the middle of the living room—Aiden was cli
Last Updated : 2024-12-01The One He Let Go A Stranger's kindness
Kelly His words hit me like a slap. I gave him everything, my time, my money, my heart and he had the audacity to act as if none of it mattered? How could he be so cruel, so ungrateful? After all these years, is this how he will repay me? Before I could reply, a slow deliberate footstep echoed through the room. I froze, dread coursing through me as I turned toward the source. Lucas, Anderson’s younger brother, stepped out from the shadows of the hallway, his head cocked at an unnatural angle, and that eerie, almost childlike smile playing on his lips. “Lucas,” I said carefully, straightening my posture. He took slow exaggerated steps toward me, he looked me from my head down to my chest then back to face. “Stay back,” I warned, raising a hand to stop him. “Oh, come now,” he said, his voice slipping into a softer tone that only made my stomach churn. “No need to be so cold. I was just going to say hello.” “I’m warning you,” I said firmly, my voice louder now. “Why so
Last Updated : 2024-12-01The One He Let Go A Turning point
Anderson I slammed the car door shut, the divorce papers sitting on the passenger seat. I told myself this was just a formality—a final chapter in a book I was more than ready to close. And yet, as I drove, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought of her. Kelly. Was she still at the station? My hand moved to the phone on the dashboard before I could stop myself. I dialed. “Hello?” the officer’s voice crackled through the line. “I’m coming to pick up the keys Kelly Brook left. Is she still there?” “She is, but someone picked her up not long ago. I think they’re probably still around” I didn’t let him finish. I hung up and pressed my foot to the gas pedal, the engine roaring as the car shot forward. Someone picked her up? Who? A man? The thought gnawed at me, a sharp, bitter edge digging into my chest. When I arrived at the station, I spotted her immediately. My stomach twisted when I saw her standing there, but it wasn’t just her that caught my attention—it was the
Last Updated : 2024-12-03The One He Let Go A test of Trust
Adrian I shifted in my seat, stealing a glance at her as the car came to a halt. Her gaze was distant, her thoughts clearly elsewhere. She’d barely said a word since we left the scene with her ex, and honestly, I couldn’t blame her. “Where are we?” she asked suddenly, her voice pulling me from my thoughts. “Oh,” I said, gesturing toward the dimly lit street. “I was trying to ask if you’d prefer being dropped at a hotel or my place” I paused suddenly realizing how offensive that might've sounded. “Not that I meant anything by it—just offering options” She nodded, then I continued. “You seemed... distracted, so I figured I'd give you time to decide.” She sighed, her expression softening. “I understand. Thanks for your help.” Before I could move, she reached for the door handle, but I leaned over, stopping her. “Allow me,” I said, slipping out and opening it for her. Once inside the hotel room, I immediately grabbed the first aid kit and gestured for her to si
Last Updated : 2024-12-03The One He Let Go A breaking point
Kelly The pain in my head was the first thing I felt. It was as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull. The world around me was a blur, but I could still see the sharp lines of white hospital walls. I blinked slowly, struggling to focus. My vision cleared just enough to see Adrian sitting beside me, his eyes dark with worry. “Kelly, you’re awake, how are you feeling?” he said, his voice tight, trying to mask the concern. I couldn’t make sense of anything. I was groggy disoriented. “What happened?” I whispered, my voice raw, every word feeling like it took all the strength I had. “You fainted. I rushed you here. You’ve been out for a while,” Adrian explained, his hand instinctively brushing the hair from my face. I nodded slowly, trying to piece together the fragments of my thoughts. “That woman over there,” Adrian continued, motioning to the woman standing by the window, “she’s my sister, Olivia. I called her to stay with you, incase you wake up while I'm out”
Last Updated : 2024-12-06The One He Let Go A Ghost from the past
Anderson The mirror reflected the man I had become—a businessman with ambitions far beyond his years in music. I adjusted my tie, glancing at my reflection one last time before heading downstairs. It was already past 7 AM, and I was running late. Aiden was sitting in the corner of the living room, sulking. His arms were crossed, his face drawn in a pout that mirrored his mother’s features so perfectly it was hard to look at him sometimes. Aiden had always been sensitive, but it was a trait I couldn’t allow him to carry into adulthood. He needed to toughen up. Soon, he would be old enough to join me in the business world, and there was no room for weakness in this industry. “Why are you sitting there like that?” I asked as I walked past him. His expression brightened when he saw me, but he didn’t answer. I didn’t press further. If Kate had scolded him again, he’d get over it. He always did. It had been five years since Kelly left. Five years since my singing career had dropped as
Last Updated : 2024-12-07The One He Let Go A mask I wear
Kelly The studio lights glared against my skin as I adjusted my posture on the plush chair. The bustling energy of the set buzzed around me, but my mind was steady. After years of clawing my way to where I was, sitting in front of a camera no longer felt daunting. I had learned to mask my vulnerability beneath a polished, unshakable demeanor. The host, a well-dressed man in his forties named Benjamin Carr, flashed me a charismatic smile. “And we’re live in three, two, one…” The cameras blinked red, and the interview began. “Good morning, everyone. Today, we’re honored to have one of D.C.’s most talked-about rising stars, Congresswoman Kendra Lewis. Known for her bold reforms and fierce advocacy for underrepresented communities, she’s become a name to reckon with in just a few short years. Congresswoman Lewis, thank you for joining us today.” I smiled, the kind I’d perfected for the media. “Thank you for having me, Benjamin. It’s a pleasure to be here.” He leaned forward, clas
Last Updated : 2024-12-08
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The One He Let Go Beloved mother
Kelly Susan and I went to visit Mom from there. A few scattered families stood by headstones, murmuring to the dead, leaving flowers, brushing dust from names carved in stone. It always struck me how the world never truly stopped, even in places like this. People kept grieving, kept visiting, kept remembering. I wasn’t sure if I had come here to remember or to forget. Susan walked beside me, silent but present. This was her first time here, her first time seeing the name of the woman who brought us into this world. Our mother. The woman Susan never really got to know. The wind was cold against my skin as we approached the grave. The headstone was simple, weathered but still intact. Jadeline Brook. Beloved Mother.That word, beloved, felt like a weight on my chest. I swallowed hard. “Here she is.” Susan stared at the headstone, her eyes tracing the letters slowly. “She was so beautiful,” she whispered. “She was.” My voice was quieter than I intended. Susan crouched d
The One He Let Go The past we left behind
Kelly I never thought I’d be the one to suggest visiting our father. Few months, I told myself I was done with him. That whatever love I had left had withered the moment I found out about Davis’s father. But as Susan and I sat in her living room, talking about everything, the uncertainty of the future, the idea slipped out before I could stop it. “We should go see him.” Susan blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Who?” I nodded, gripping my wine glass tighter. “Dad. You’ve never met him, Susan. Not really.” A beat of silence stretched between us. “Can I really do this ?” she asked carefully. No. I wasn’t sure of anything anymore. But I nodded anyway. ……We drove to the nursing home. Susan was quiet as we walked down the hall, her arms crossed over her chest. I could feel her nerves, her uncertainty. I felt the same. When we finally reached his room, I hesitated. My fingers hovered over the door handle. “Are you okay?” Susan asked softly. I wasn’t. But I opened t
The One He Let Go Sister’s comfort
KellyI don’t remember driving to Susan’s place. One minute, I was standing outside Anderson’s hospital room, my breath coming in short, panicked bursts, and the next, I was gripping the steering wheel in front of her house, my knuckles white. I hadn’t planned on coming here. I should’ve gone home. But home didn’t feel like an option right now. I stepped out of the car, my legs stiff, my chest still tight from everything that had just happened. My fingers trembled as I rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door swung open. Susan stood there, barefoot, wearing an oversized sweatshirt and leggings, her dark hair tied up in a loose bun. Her eyes widened the moment she saw me. “Kelly?” Her gaze swept over me, taking in my disheveled state, the tear-streaks on my cheeks. “What happened?” I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Susan didn’t wait for me to answer. She stepped aside and gently took my wrist, pulling me into the house. “Come inside.” The warmth of her hom
The One He Let Go The beginning or the end?
KellyThe hospital room was quiet except for the steady beeping of the monitor beside Anderson’s bed. The air smelled sterile, cold, almost suffocating. I stood by the door, arms crossed, watching him. He looked thinner than I remembered, paler too. His once-sharp features were dulled with exhaustion, and his usually piercing blue eyes seemed… tired. Anderson looked at me like he didn’t quite believe I was real. Like if he blinked, I would disappear. “You came,” he rasped. I swallowed, keeping my expression neutral. “You asked me to.” A humorless chuckle left his lips. “Yeah,” he murmured. “I did.” Silence stretched between us. He shifted in the bed, wincing slightly, then ran a trembling hand through his thinning hair. “I don’t know where to start,” he admitted. I didn’t help him. He exhaled heavily. “I hurt you.” His voice was quieter now. “I ruined you. And for what? Ego? Power? I thought I was untouchable. That you’d always be there, no matter what I did.” My j
The One He Let Go The truth I can’t true
Kelly I couldn’t move. The phone still lay on the couch where I had dropped it. Anderson had cancer. The words circled in my mind, looping over and over, but they didn’t feel real. They couldn’t be real. He was lying. He had to be lying. Right? I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the living room. My legs felt restless, my heart pounding too fast, too loud. Every part of me screamed that this wasn’t my problem. That I had left Anderson behind, that his life, his choices, weren’t my burden to carry anymore. But what if it was true? What if he was really dying? A sharp pain settled in my chest. Aiden. Harper. How could I tell them? Should I tell them? My son had barely healed from the wounds Anderson had left him with. And Harper, she barely even knew him. Would she even care? Would Aiden? Or would this just reopen the wounds I had spent so long trying to heal? I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the thoughts away. But they only grew louder. I needed to talk to someone.
The One He Let Go The phone call that broke her
Kelly The phone buzzed against my nightstand, the vibrations loud in the silence of the room. I didn’t glance at the screen right away. I was curled up on the couch, knees to my chest, staring at nothing in particular. My mind was a mess. I had barely slept since I saw those two pink lines. The pregnancy test still sat on the bathroom counter, mocking me every time I walked past. My stomach churned at the thought of it. A baby. Anderson’s rejection of Harper played on repeat in my mind. The memory made my chest tighten, but then, another buzz. My gaze moved to the phone, and then I saw the name. Anderson? I stiffened. I should ignore it. I wanted to ignore it. But something in my gut, some strange, unsettling instinct, made me reach for the phone and swipe to answer. I didn’t speak right away, neither did he. For a few long, tense seconds, all I could hear was his breathing. Shallow. Uneven. Something was wrong. “Anderson?” My voice was flat and cold. A pause
The One He Let Go The diagnosis
AndersonThe headache started in the middle of a meeting. A dull, nagging throb at the base of my skull, like a warning sign I had learned to ignore. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temple as the voices around me droned on. My assistant, David, glanced at me, his brows knitting in concern, but I waved him off. I was fine. Just tired. I hadn’t been sleeping well. My appetite was shot. I’d lost weight, enough for people to notice, but I told them I was just busy. Stress did that. Didn’t it? I reached for my water, but my hand trembled. I quickly curled my fingers into a fist and set it in my lap. The room felt too bright, the voices too loud, my pulse hammering in my ears. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, but the dizziness came fast, a wave crashing over me. Then everything tilted. The voices blurred. Someone shouted my name. And then, nothing. ……..I woke to the sound of something beeping. I opened my eyes. Sterile white walls, scent of antiseptic. The
The One He Let Go Pregnant
KellyI barely made it to the sink before my stomach twisted violently. Gripping the edges of the cool porcelain, I gasped as another wave of nausea hit me. I coughed, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and squeezed my eyes shut. Not again. For the past few days, something had felt… off. It wasn’t just the exhaustion, though that had been bad enough. It was the way my stomach rebelled every morning, how certain smells made me gag, how even the scent of my favorite perfume suddenly disgusted me. My hands shook as I reached for the glass of water on the counter. I took a sip, wincing as the taste sat heavy on my tongue. This couldn’t be happening. Could it? A cold dread settled in my chest as my mind drifted to a single possibility, one I didn’t even want to consider. But the signs were there. The nausea, the fatigue, the way coffee, something I normally craved, made my stomach turn. My breath caught in my throat. No. It had to be stress. I had been a rough week, ru
The One He Let Go He won’t let go
Kelly The sight of Anderson in my office felt like an old wound being torn open. I had barely gotten through my morning meetings when my new assistant, Mara, hesitantly walked in, her expression wary. “Kelly, I know you don’t take unannounced visitors, but… he’s here.” I didn’t need her to say his name. It was nobody else than Anderson Grant. I had been avoiding his series of calls and messages, and of course have been wary of places i go to. So, for the past 2 months now he had not seen me.For a moment, I considered telling her to send him away. But I was tired. Tired of running, tired of avoiding, tired of pretending his existence didn’t scrape at the edges of my peace. So I lifted my chin and said, “Let him in.” When he walked through the door, I barely recognized him. Gone was the polished arrogance, the effortless confidence that once made him confident. His suit hung looser on him, his face was pale, and his eyes, once sharp, looked sunken. He was thinner. And yet, d
