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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
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The 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.
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The 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
Last Updated : 2025-03-17The One He Let Go The test
AdrianThe day had been normal, routine even. I had just gotten home, taken off my tie, and walked into the bathroom to grab a towel. And then, there it was. At first, I didn’t even register what I was looking at. It was just something on the counter, small and white, half-tucked under a tissue like it had been hastily discarded. And then my eyes caught the tiny screen. Pregnancy test: Two pink lines. I froze. The world seemed to tilt slightly, my breath catching in my throat. The word stared back at me, so clear, so undeniable. Kelly was pregnant.Kelly. Was. Pregnant. A rush of emotions slammed into me all at once—shock, disbelief, and then something much bigger, something that swallowed everything else whole. Pure, overwhelming joy.My hand shook as I picked it up, as if touching it would somehow confirm that this was real, that it wasn’t just some trick my mind was playing on me. But it was real. This tiny little test, this small piece of plastic, had just changed everyt
Last Updated : 2025-03-18The One He Let Go The happiness she can’t share
KellyI barely had time to process the weight in my chest before Adrian stepped into the room, eyes brighter than I’d ever seen them. He held up the test, his hands shaking slightly, his smile stretching so wide it almost looked painful. “Tell me it’s true.” His voice was filled with something real. Hope. Excitement. Love. I felt my stomach drop. I should have been prepared for this. I should have known he would find out. I should told him. But I wasn’t ready. I stood frozen, my heart hammering, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag like it was the only thing keeping me strong. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. Adrian took a step closer, lowering the test but not his joy. “Kelly, we’re having a baby.” His voice was almost a whisper, reverent. “We’re having a baby.” There it was again, that happiness in his words. As if this was the best news he had ever received. As if this meant everything to him. And all I felt was fear. He didn’t seem to notice my silence,
Last Updated : 2025-03-18
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The One He Let Go The end
Dear Readers, I can’t believe we’ve reached the end of Kelly’s story. Writing this book has been an emotional rollercoaster, and I know many of you have felt the highs and lows just as deeply as I have. Kelly’s journey wasn’t easy, there was pain, heartbreak, and moments where it seemed like happiness was out of reach. But through it all, she found strength, love, and a future worth fighting for. To everyone who stuck by this story, who cried, laughed, and rooted for Kelly, Aiden, Adrian, and even the complicated characters like Anderson and Kate, thank you. Your love and support mean everything. Though this book has ended, Kelly’s story will always live on in our hearts. And who knows? Maybe one day, there will be more to tell. But for now, I hope this ending brings you the closure and warmth that Kelly fought so hard to find. With love and gratitude, MOONCHILD.
The One He Let Go Epilogue: The real wedding
Kelly The sun is warm against my skin, the sky a perfect colour of blue. A soft breeze carries the scent of roses and fresh-cut grass. The sound of distant laughter and murmured conversations fills the air, blending seamlessly with the soft notes of a violin playing somewhere nearby. It’s perfect. Everything about this day feels surreal, like stepping into a dream I never dared to imagine. A real wedding. Not a hidden ceremony. Not a desperate attempt to silence rumors. Just love. I close my eyes for a brief moment, taking it all in. The gentle rustling of the trees. The faint sound of conversation. The quiet presence of everyone who matters. Adrian’s family is here. After months of resentment and distance, they came. His mother, his father, Olivia, both watching with cautious but genuine smiles. Susan is here, standing with them, her expression warm, proud. And in the distance, I see Aiden straightening his suit, looking nervous and determined at the same time. Harper,
The One He Let Go New beginning
KellyNine months. Nine long, exhausting, emotional months. And now, I’m here. In a hospital bed, drenched in sweat, gripping Adrian’s hand so tightly that I’m sure I’ve cut off his circulation. My body feels like it’s being torn apart, and yet, I push. “Just a little more, Kelly!” the doctor encourages. Easy for them to say. They aren’t the ones feeling like their body is being split open. Adrian leans close, his lips brushing my forehead. “You’re almost there,” he murmurs, his voice steady, calming. “I’ve got you.” Tears sting my eyes. I don’t know if it’s from the pain or the overwhelming feeling that this moment is actually happening. And then, a sharp cry fills the room. My breath catches. The world seemed to stop. The doctor lifts a tiny, wriggling body into the air. “It’s a girl!” A sob escapes me. I collapse back against the pillows, my whole body trembling. Tears slip down my temples as I hear my daughter’s first sounds. I did it. She’s here. Adrian presses a
The One He Let Go Silent mercy
Kelly The morning is cold, the kind of D.C winter chill that seeps through the layers of your clothes and lingers deep in your bones. I clutch my coffee cup tighter, trying to soak in the warmth as I step out of the café. The city is alive as always, cars honking, people hurrying past, lost in their own worlds. And then I see her. At first, I didn't recognize the figure crouched near the side of the building, wrapped in an oversized hoodie, the fabric frayed at the edges. Her hair is tangled, falling over a gaunt face. Her fingers, red from the cold, clutch a small cardboard sign. ‘Hungry. Please help.’My breath catches. Kate. She’s thinner than I remember. A shell of the woman she once was. She sits with her knees pulled close, gaze darting to every passerby, but no one stops. No one even looks at her. And I realize, this is what rock bottom looks like. For a long moment, I just stood there. Then, before I can talk myself out of it, I move. She doesn’t notice me at fir
The One He Let Go Mending what’s broken
Kelly It happens on a quiet afternoon. Adrian and I are sitting on the couch, Harper curled up between us, absentmindedly flipping through a picture book while Adrian scrolls through emails on his phone. It’s peaceful. And then, I see his posture stiffen. I glance at him. “What’s wrong?” His brows are furrowed, lips pressing into a thin line as he reads whatever message is on his screen. For a long moment, he doesn’t answer. Then, finally, he exhales, setting the phone down on his thigh. “My parents,” he says, rubbing his jaw. “They want to talk.” I blink. I wasn’t expecting that. “Talk… as in?” “As in dinner. A sit-down conversation.” He shakes his head slightly, as if he’s still processing it himself. “They sent an invitation. No conditions. Just… a request to see me.” I can’t tell if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. His parents and I became a sore subject, one of the few places where his love for me had cost him something. I know how deeply it hurt him when they rej
The One He Let Go The final goodbye
KellyThe call came in the middle of the night. I wake up to the sound of my phone vibrating on the nightstand. My first thought is that it’s Adrian, maybe he’s checking in from the living room where he sometimes falls asleep after reading. But when I grab my phone and see Susan’s name glowing on the screen, my stomach twists. I answer on the second ring. “He’s gone,” she says softly. Two words. Just two words, and for a second, I feel absolutely nothing. I sit there in the dark, the phone pressed to my ear, my mind blank. I should have expected it, Anderson’s health had been failing, and yet… hearing it, knowing it’s real, knowing there will never be another word, another regret-filled gaze, it’s different. Susan stays quiet, as if she knows I needed a moment. Then, like a wave finally crashing, it hits. A sharp, aching weight pressing down on my chest. My throat tightens, my vision blurs, and before I can stop it, I let out a small, choked sob. I feel Adrian shift be
The One He Let Go Goodbye that’s long overdue
KellyI grip Aiden’s hand tighter as we walk down the hallway, past closed doors and nurses who barely glance at us. His fingers clutch mine, his other hand curled into a fist at his side. I wonder if he’s nervous. If he regrets coming. Because I do. I swallow hard as we stop outside Anderson’s room. The door is slightly ajar, but I don’t move. Aiden looks up at me, uncertain. His dark eyes are searching, waiting for me to give him permission to go inside. I force myself to nod. “Are you ready?” He hesitates, then nods back. I push the door open. And we stepped. Anderson looks… different. His skin is pale, almost gray under the harsh hospital lights. The strong, confident posture he once carried is gone, replaced by sunken shoulders and frail limbs tangled in hospital sheets. But his eyes, the sharpness in them, the smug curve of his lips, that’s still him. His gaze drifts past me, landing on Aiden. And his smirk, despite everything, still appears. “Thanks for coming.” Hi
The One He Let Go The past catches up
Kelly The call came in the middle of the night. My phone buzzes against the nightstand, dragging me from sleep. I blink, groggy, confusion heavy in my head as I fumble for it. Adrian stirs beside me, mumbling something unintelligible before rolling over. I don’t recognize the number. But the moment I press the phone to my ear, Susan’s voice, low and weighted with something different fills the silence. “Kelly, I’m sorry for calling so late.” I sit up instantly, dread curling in my stomach. “What’s wrong?”A beat. Then….“It’s Anderson. He doesn’t have much time.” The words don’t sink in right away. My fingers tighten around the phone. “What do you mean?” Susan exhales. “His condition worsened tonight. The doctors don’t think he’ll make it much longer. If you—” She hesitates. “If Aiden wants to see him, it has to be soon.” The room feels colder. I glance at the clock. 2:17 AM. The world outside quiet by this moment. But my body knows. My body feels the shift, I felt goo
The One He Let Go A child’s, A mother’s regret
KellyHarper was avoiding me. It wasn’t like the usual tantrums when she was upset over bedtime or not getting a second helping with ice cream. This was different. It had been days now, long enough for the silence to settle like a weight in my chest. She wouldn’t sit next to me at breakfast. Wouldn’t let me brush her hair. Wouldn’t even look me in the eyes when I spoke to her. But she clung to Adrian. If Adrian walked into a room, she was at his side in seconds, grabbing his hand, leaning against him, giggling at every little thing he said. She held onto him like he was her safe place, like she was afraid of something. Or someone. And that someone was me. I didn’t know what I had done. But I knew it was breaking me. ……It was bedtime when I finally couldn’t take it anymore. Adrian had just tucked Harper in, but instead of curling into her blankets the way she usually did, she turned away from me when I walked into the room. I swallowed the hurt and sat on the edge of her be
