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Sarah’s POVI woke up to the smell of coffee brewing. For a moment, I thought Zara was up early, trying to impress me with breakfast. But as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and padded down the stairs, the feeling of unease settled deep in my chest. The house was quiet—too quiet. When I walked into the kitchen, the scene stopped me in my tracks. Isabelle stood by the counter, her back to me, gripping a knife. She wasn’t chopping vegetables or anything remotely domestic. She just stood there, the knife gleaming under the morning light. “Good morning,” she said, her voice calm, almost cheerful. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. “Isabelle?” I took a cautious step forward. She turned slowly, and the smile on her face chilled me to the bone. “You’re up early. Couldn’t sleep?” My eyes flicked to the knife in her hand. “What are you doing?” Her smile faltered, and her grip on the knife tightened. “Thinking,” she said. “About everything. About what’s fair and what’s not.”
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Sarah’s POVThat evening, I sat on the edge of the couch, my hands resting on my stomach, trying to steady my breathing. The events of the morning played in my head on a loop, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the image of Isabelle standing in the kitchen, gripping that knife. “She’s gone now,” Zara said gently, sitting beside me. She handed me a steaming cup of tea and gave my knee a reassuring squeeze. “You’re safe.” Safe. The word felt foreign. Isabelle’s wild eyes and unhinged accusations had shaken me more than I wanted to admit. I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, letting its heat around me. “I thought she was going to hurt me,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. Zara leaned back, her expression softening. “You handled it better than most people would. You didn’t panic. That’s something.” I sighed, staring into the tea. “I just… I can’t stop thinking about what she said. About Richard. About me stealing him from her.” “Sarah,” Zara said firmly, “
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Sarah’s POV I sat on the couch, fiddling with the hem of my shirt as my stomach churned. Not from the pregnancy—this time, it was nerves. I’d spent the last few hours convincing myself that telling Richard was the right thing to do, but now that the moment was here, I couldn’t find the words. Zara’s voice rang out from the kitchen. “You’ve been sitting there for thirty minutes, Sarah. Either go tell him, or I’ll do it for you.” I shot her a look. “That’s not helping.” “Oh, I think it is,” she said, smirking as she leaned against the doorway. “You’ve been overthinking this for days. Just rip off the band-aid already.” I took a deep breath and stood. She was right, as usual. “Okay. I’m doing it.” “That’s my girl,” she said with a grin. “Now go, before I grab a megaphone and announce it myself.” I rolled my eyes and headed toward the study where Richard was. My heart pounded as I pushed the door open. He was sitting at the desk, focused on his laptop, but he looked up the
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Sarah’s pov.The late-morning sun poured through the wide windows of our kitchen, casting a golden glow over everything. I sat in the cozy breakfast nook, my hands instinctively resting on my belly as I sipped the herbal tea Zoe had sworn by. “Calming properties,” she’d said, though I wasn’t entirely convinced.Still, it was nice to pretend I had my life together for a few moments.Across from me, Zoe scrolled through her tablet, her polished nails tapping on the screen with laser-sharp precision. She looked as composed as ever—sharp blazer, sleek ponytail, and the kind of confidence that made you feel like you should straighten your posture just being near her. I envied that ease.“So,” she said, not bothering to look up, “now that you’re on your feet again—and Richard’s around to dote on you—I think it’s time I head back to Mexico.”Her words hit like a jolt. My teacup froze mid-air. “What? Why?”Zoe sighed, setting her tablet aside to give me her signature look—a mix of exaspera
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Richard’s pov.The day was turning out to be more chaotic than I’d imagined. I’d thought a quick getaway would be easy, but between Sarah’s packing and Zoe’s nonstop critiques, it felt like a full-on operation. “Sarah, you can’t seriously be thinking of packing this” Zoe said, holding up a chunky sweater like it was a crime against fashion.“I might need it if it gets cold,” Sarah countered, her hands fluttering nervously over the clothes laid out on the bed. I could already see she was getting stressed out, and we hadn’t even left the house yet.“I stay in Mexico. It’s not cold. You don’t need a sweater,” Zoe replied, looking at Sarah like she was insane. I leaned against the doorframe, watching the two of them go back and forth. “Come on, Sarah,” I teased. “It’s just a week getaway. We’re not trekking through the Arctic.”“Thank you,” Zoe added with a satisfied smirk, as if I’d just delivered some kind of profound truth.Sarah sighed dramatically. “But what if we go to a nice dinn
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Sarahpov.The warm breeze hit me the second I stepped off the plane. It was a mix of salty ocean air and something sweet, like fresh fruit. It was that smell I remembered so well, and it wrapped around me like an old, familiar blanket. As I walked down the steps onto the tarmac, I couldn’t help but smile. Mexico. I hadn’t been here in months. I had missed it—the sights, the sounds, the feel of the place. But as much as I was excited, I was also a little nervous. I glanced at Richard, who was walking beside me. He was his usual calm self, hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his face. It was clear he was happy to be here, and I was glad to have him by my side. Zoe had rushed back to the office for some ‘urgent work’ so I decided to go to the office the next day, after making Zoe promise not to sopill the teas to the staff.The next day.“Okay, I know you’re all excited to be here, but let’s not forget why we’re really here,” I said, nudging Richard’s arm.He grinned at me. “I kno
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Richard pov.Sarah looked adorable as she tried to take charge at the office, even if the chaos around her was anything but adorable. She had this determined look on her face, like she was ready to jump back in and start running the place. But the reality was, she wasn’t quite back to full strength yet, and it showed.I watched from the doorway as she stood by Zoe’s desk, her arms crossed in that “I’m serious now” way she always did when she was ready to get down to business. Zoe was sitting in her usual spot, cool as ever, like she’d been holding down the fort for years—and technically, she had.Sarah tapped her foot as Zoe scrolled through something on her computer. “Zoe,” Sarah said, “we need to go over the quarterly reports. I haven’t seen them yet.”Zoe didn’t even look up, just clicking away on the keyboard. “I’ve already handled them. They’re in the folder you asked for,” she said smoothly, barely blinking. “But we can go over them now if you want.”I could tell Sarah wasn’t
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Sarah pov.It had been a while since I’d been in a meeting like this. The conference room was modern, sleek, and filled with people who all seemed to know exactly what they were doing. Zoe sat at the head of the table, her posture perfect and her demeanor calm. I had to admit, she looked like she was in her element—so much so that I almost felt like I didn’t belong here.I sat in the chair next to her, trying my best to look professional, even though I still felt like a bit of a visitor in my own company. Zoe turned to me just before the meeting began, her eyes sharp, but with a hint of warmth. “You ready?” she asked.I nodded, though inside, I was a little nervous. “I think so.”She gave me a reassuring smile, then turned her attention back to the team. The meeting started with Zoe outlining the agenda. She was efficient—way more efficient than I’d ever been at managing these kinds of things. As she spoke, everyone around the table nodded, took notes, and chimed in with their thou
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Richard pov.The morning of the trial felt heavy. I left the hospital earlier than usual, making sure Zoe would stay with Sarah. Despite the overwhelming dread, there was a part of me that felt strangely numb, as if my emotions had run dry after weeks of worry and anger. Martins met me outside the courthouse, impeccably dressed in his usual sharp suit. He clapped a hand on my shoulder, his touch grounding. “Today’s a big step forward,” he said. “Remember, this trial is about getting justice, not reopening wounds. You’re here to see Susan held accountable, not to punish yourself for her actions.”I nodded, though his words didn’t settle the unease churning in my gut. The courtroom was cold, and even though I’d prepared myself for this moment, seeing Susan seated across the room made my stomach twist. She didn’t look like someone riddled with guilt; she looked indifferent, like this was just another ordinary day. The prosecution opened with a detailed timeline of events, recou
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Richard pov.The call from the police came just after dawn, jarring me awake in the cold, uncomfortable chair next to Sarah’s hospital bed. I fumbled with my phone, heart pounding as I stepped into the hallway to answer.“We’ve located Susan,” the officer said. “She’s in custody. We’d like you to come down to the station.”My grip tightened around the phone. The relief I felt was fleeting, quickly replaced by anger. “I’ll be there,” I said, my voice low.Zoe appeared beside me as I hung up. She had been sitting with Sarah through the night, taking turns with Martins to ensure I wasn’t alone. Her eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but her concern for Sarah mirrored my own.“Was that about Susan?” she asked.I nodded. “They’ve got her. I’m heading to the station.”“I’m coming with you,” she said firmly.“No,” I said, shaking my head. “Stay here. I need someone I trust to be with Sarah.”She hesitated, then sighed. “Fine. But keep me updated.”When I arrived at the police station, Martin
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Richard pov.It had been a month since our trip to the nearby town. Sarah was now in her eighth month, and every day, I marveled at how gracefully she handled the ups and downs of pregnancy. But today was about more than just her strength—it was about giving her a moment to remember forever. I had planned a re-engagement surprise for her, one that would let her know how much she meant to me, now and always.“Martins, hurry up with the banner!” I called out as my best friend tried to figure out which end of the ribbon went where. He muttered something about not being a decorator, but I ignored him.The house was chaotic, but the good kind. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself as I rushed from one end of the living room to the other, adjusting balloons and making sure the decorations didn’t look like a Pinterest project gone wrong. I wanted everything to be perfect for Sarah. After everything we’d been through, she deserved that—and more.“Richard, mate, you need to chill,” Ma
