Kelly It had been a long, grueling day at work, one of those days where every decision seemed to amplify the pressure. The Ethics Committee had been circling, their discussions hinting at censure or worse, expulsion. Somehow, I managed to convince them to hold off for now. I couldn't entirely blame them; the controversies surrounding me had been so much. Still, the last thing I wanted to do was address any of the scandals. By the time I arrived at Harper’s school, I could feel the pressure in my neck, the tightness in my chest. I’d tried to ignore it, tried to convince myself it was just another normal day. But the flash of cameras in the distance told me otherwise. The paparazzi were here, and they had found Harper. As I stepped out of the car, my heart pounded. It wasn’t the first time my privacy had been invaded, but seeing them camped out near the gates of my daughter’s school felt like a line had been crossed. A group of photographers stood, cameras raised, hoping for an op
Anderson I leaned back in my chair, letting out a low sigh as my eyes trailed over the screen of my laptop. The inbox was buzzing with unread messages, but my mind wasn’t on work. No matter how hard I tried, Kelly dominated my thoughts. With a snap, I closed the laptop and pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to shake her image from my head. But how could I? The memory of her fiery glare from earlier today played on a loop in my head. Kelly stormed past me, anger radiating from every step she took, her voice sharp and firm as she warned me to stay away from her daughter. And yet, all I could think was, How could someone be so beautiful even when she's angry? I let out a short laugh, leaning backward on the chair. “You’re a fool,” I muttered under my breath, but the smirk creeping onto my lips betrayed me. There was no denying it anymore, no sense in pretending I was charmed by her. “This is it,” I said, leaning back and folding my arms. “I’m falling in love with Kelly again.”
Kelly The streets were quieter than usual as I drove toward Adrian’s family house, but the storm inside me was anything but calm. Harper sat in the backseat, humming a song she had learned in school, completely oblivious to the weight pressing on me. I tightened my grip on the wheel, breathing in deeply to steady my nerves. Adrian was back in the city, and tonight was the customary family dinner. It wasn’t a tradition I enjoyed, but it was necessary to maintain the facade. Over the years, Adrian’s family had become fond of me, showering Harper with love and acceptance as their granddaughter. They believed what Adrian and I had were real: that we were married and Harper was his child. It had been Adrian's suggestion to keep our arrangement a secret from them. “It’ll save everyone unnecessary drama,” he’d said. And I had agreed, not knowing how much that lie would come to suffocate me. Adrian arrived before us, he greeted us by the porch, his usual composed expression softeni
Kelly The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the warmth of the blanket covering me. It smelled faintly of Adrian—clean, Oud, and grounding. I sat up, rubbing the dull ache in my temple, trying to remember how I ended up here. The memories came back slowly: Adrian bringing me home, his firm hands steadying me when my legs wobbled from exhaustion and maybe just a little wine. Stretching, I got to my feet and strolled to Adrian’s room to check on him. His room door was slightly ajar, and the bed was neatly made, untouched. He wasn’t there. The kitchen was my next stop. A hangover demanded caffeine and something strong to fight off the sluggishness. But as soon as I walked in, I saw the plate sitting on the counter, carefully covered with a lid. A note peeked out underneath the plate. The messages reads: ‘I made this food for you in case you wake up and feel hungry. Make sure you eat on time’ I smiled, my cheeks warming. Adrian was always so thoughtful, even when I didn’
Kelly The room felt like it had shrunk. My pulse pounded in my ears as the person standing before me was no other person than Lucian. Of all people, of all places. Laugh escaped through my lips before I could stop it, a sharp, humorless sound that echoed awkwardly in the small space. Lucian, now stood in front of me wearing a refined police uniform. Lucian as a cop? This had to be some stupid joke. "Lucian?" I managed, disbelief coating my voice. "You're a—what? A police officer now?" He smiled faintly, but there was no trace of Lucian—the psycho I used to know. His posture was straight, his face unreadable. "Kelly," he said, his tone even. "It's been a while." Under normal circumstances, I would've made a snarky comment, something about how ridiculous it was that the man who once tried to take advantage of me, was now enforcing the law. But today, I didn’t have the energy for it. "Start talking," I demanded, folding my arms across my chest. My tone was low but sharp enough.
Kate Kelly? I hissed. Seeing her here brought nothing but a sharp, burning anger to my chest. Kelly or was it Kendra now? The self-righteous sister who always managed to poke her nose into things that didn’t concern her had somehow found him. Our father. I had made sure to hide him away from her, I travelled all the way to Oklahoma to hide him just for Kelly to find him without even stressing a finger. Locking eyes with her again, I felt a sneer curl at the corner of my lips. I cursed under my breath and turned on my heel, walking with unwavering confidence into the building. I refused to let her presence rattle me. The lobby smelled like antiseptic, the sound of fluorescent lights above doing nothing to soothe the irritation I felt. I approached the counter, my heels clicking against the tiled floor. “I'm here to see Louis Brooks,” I asked, forcing a sweet smile. “I’m his daughter, and I’d love to see him now.” The nurse behind the counter gave me a skeptical look but n
Lucian I used to be someone else. Someone lost. Someone who couldn’t see beyond the moment, let alone understand the consequences of his actions. It’s funny how people can change, how life can slap you awake when you least expect it. I didn’t always have this clarity. I wasn’t always the man I am now. I was just the mentally unstable Anderson’s younger brother, the one who never quite fit in. I lived in his shadow, always trying to find my place, always battling the instability inside me. I didn’t know it then, but that mental turmoil, those feeling of anxiety, anger, and despair were shaping me into a man who would eventually do things I could never take back. Back then, I was a mess. My mind was a maze I couldn’t navigate. And the more I tried to find my way, the more I got lost. I drank to numb the pain. I fought to prove something, anything. It wasn’t until I hit rock bottom that I realized I had to change. I don’t know what snapped inside me, but one day, I woke up and realiz
Kelly I was shocked to see Kate. I shouldn’t have been, though. She was family, after all. But after everything that had happened, it still hurt to see her standing there. The air between us had always been suffocating with unspoken words, and now that she was in front of me, I couldn't help but wonder if this was another one of her games. Another one of her manipulations. But then there was Lucian. That was the real shock. How had he gone from being the mess of a person I once knew, to this...healthy, refined police officer? It didn’t make sense. It was funny to think about, in a way. Lucian, the man who once made my skin crawl, was now playing the part of a man in control. How did someone like him, someone who had been so lost, so unstable—transform into someone I could almost look at with a sense of respect? It didn’t sit right with me. I couldn’t change the past in my mind, though. He was still the same person to me, even if his appearance had changed. The fear that he could st
KateThe tension at home had finally started to ease. Anderson had apologized for his earlier behavior, the arguments and frustrations melted away. Peace. For once, I could sit back and breathe without the constant pressure of dealing with Anderson's problems. Maybe we were finally moving past the things that had nearly tore us apart.And yet, there was something still lingering in the back of my mind. Evelyn, my mother in law. That woman never gave me a break. She’d begun to bug me about finding a purpose, a skill I could turn into a business. She seemed convinced that I was wasting my potential. Honestly, it wasn’t a terrible idea actually. I’d never been good at keeping things grounded, always floating between chaos and lifestyle. But maybe it was time to think about something more stable, more tangible to do with my life.Unlike me, Kelly had it all figured out. She’d gone from being an R&B singer to an anchor and now, somehow she became a Congresswoman. She had it all, wealth,
Kelly I woke up to the sweet smell of food coming in from the kitchen. It was the kind of scent that brightened my mood, comforting me before my eyes even fully opened. Adrian.He had moved in completely now, and somehow, having him so close felt right. I didn’t know how I had gotten so used to his presence, but now it was impossible to imagine my life without him in it.I stretched lazily in bed before getting up, the light from the morning coming through the windows. I walked down the hall, my feet barely making a sound on the soft floorboards. As I approached the kitchen, I could hear the light sound of activity. Adrian was there, moving around, making breakfast. A feeling of warmth washed over me as I watched him work, his broad shoulders moving with ease, his hands steady and sure. He looked so good. God, he always did.“Good morning,” I said, my voice still a little raspy from sleep.Adrian turned toward me, and that smile of his, perfect, genuine, and somehow always exactly
AdrianI walked toward my room, my mind racing, but my steps stopped as a sudden weight seemed to drop onto my chest. I stopped, running a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the unease that was gripping me. I knew this moment would come, when the reality of the contract, the boundaries, and the roles we’d both settled into would catch up to me. But nothing, nothing prepared me for the realization of just how much I had crossed those lines.I stood there in the hallway, alone, lost in my thoughts. The hallway seemed colder now, and I couldn’t push away the feeling that I was straying further from the man I wanted to be. Every day, I had been careful, careful with Kelly, careful with my actions, knowing the lines I was never supposed to cross. But lately... lately, I couldn’t help myself.The small gestures, little touches, those stolen moments had started to mean something. And now, I wasn’t sure if I was the one who was losing control or if I had already lost it completely. I h
KellyI parked my car in the driveway and glanced over at the backseat, where Harper was still sound asleep. Gently, I unbuckled her from her car seat and carefully lifted her into my arms, trying not to wake her as she embraced into me. The night had been long, and the last thing I wanted was to disturb her rest.As I walked up the porch, a sudden unease settled over me. I had left the living room light on before I left, knowing I’d be coming back late, but now... it was off. I paused mid-step, looking at the porch in the dim light. That wasn’t right. The main door was slightly ajar, and my stomach twisted. I glanced behind me, expecting to see Adrian’s car in the driveway. But the spot where it usually parked was empty. My heartbeat quickened as I stood frozen on the porch, trying to make sense of the situation. I had never felt so exposed, yet something inside me told me that no matter how safe the estate was with its tight security, nothing was impossible.Holding Harper close to
Kelly Seeing Susan in the neighborhood was the last thing I expected. I stopped mid-step, blinking as if she might disappear. But there she was, standing casually with her hands in her jacket pockets, a grin forming on her face when she spotted me. “Kelly?” she called out again, her voice carrying both surprise and excitement. “Susan?” I asked, disbelief in my tone. “What are you doing here?” She laughed softly, shaking her head. “Have you forgotten? This is where we first met during our childhood. My adoptive parents still live here. Their house is just about a mile away,” she said, pointing down the road. Her words brought back memories I hadn’t thought about in years. During my childhood, my mom took me to Mrs Kim’s house as kid while she picked her up as our new nanny, that’s where I met Susan. And ever since then we’ve been close friends.But still, seeing her here felt almost surreal. “I guess I just didn’t expect to run into you,” I admitted. “Neither did I,” she said
KellyThe drive felt longer than I remembered, but with each passing mile, I found myself growing more anxious. The new nursing home for my dad was situated closer to me now, which meant I wouldn’t have to drive hours just to visit him anymore. But moving him was still a difficult decision. It felt like I was uprooting him all over again, and that didn’t sit right with me. Still, he needed this new chapter, his safety and health required it and I couldn’t keep putting it off. Adrian had been so busy with his work, particularly with fixing the hospital after its renovations, so I decided to take Harper with me on this trip.I had debated calling Mrs. Kim, my childhood nanny, before I left. But I hesitated, she had retired from working so many years ago, and I didn’t want to impose. But as much as I wanted her help with my Dad, I was also hoping she could lend a hand with Harper. Most importantly. Adrian and I had both been incredibly busy, and I hadn’t had time to ask for assistance.
AidenI sat on the couch, pretending to be engrossed in the game on my tablet. My fingers moved absently over the screen, but my mind wasn’t in it. Not today, not after all the problems we encountered.Living here with my Stepmother, felt like walking on eggshells. She tried to act like she cared, but I wasn’t that dumb . I could feel her irritation whenever I was around, like I was some burden she couldn’t wait to get rid of. I miss Mom, not just the idea of her, but everything she used to represent: warmth, safety, and someone who genuinely cared.Kate wasn’t that. She was always busy or preoccupied, whispering on her phone or sulking when she thought no one was looking. I’d caught her snapping at Dad a few times, and honestly, I didn’t know how he put up with her.Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Ava walking into the room, She greeted me but I wasn't going to pretend anymore that I liked her. Honestly I don't care about anybody here except my dad. I'm glad she left without pr
AvaI had been standing just outside Anderson's bedroom door, my back pressed against the wall, straining to catch every word. Their voices were muffled, but the tension inside felt suffocating.Kate’s accusation hit hard when she said Anderson’s mind was still with Kelly. When the door slammed open, I didn’t have time to move. Kate stormed out, her face streaked with tears, and found me standing there. Her eyes narrowed as she stiffened, her lips trembling with that of anger and embarrassment.“What are you doing here?” she snapped, her voice low but sharp.I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Instead, I took a step back, breaking eye contact.Kate didn’t press further. She scoffed, turned on her heel, and marched down the hallway, her footsteps fading into the distance. I let out a shaky breath, my mind spinning with questions.Should I talk to Anderson?Part of me wanted to walk away, to avoid the emotional feeling that was bound to follow. But another part of me, th
Anderson I sat on the edge of the bed, my head buried in my hands. The day had been chaotic, but nothing could have prepared me for the shock of seeing him at the police station.Lucian.My younger brother.For years, he’d battled mental illness—a diagnose that tore through our family and left him isolated. The last I’d heard, he was in therapy and planning to study nursing. Now, here he was, a police officer. How the fuck did that happen?And yet, what unsettled me most was the way he looked at me. No warmth, no recognition. Just cold detachment. As if we weren’t brothers. As if I didn’t exist.I couldn’t shake the memory of his blank expression. Had he forgotten me, or was it intentional? Guilt crept in, tightening its grip around my chest. Maybe I deserved it. I hadn’t been there for him when he needed me most.Five years had slipped by, and I’d let them go without checking in. Between building my business, managing Kate’s demands, and navigating the mess after the end of my sing