All Chapters of New Life: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

  Shelly POV:   so many things are happening in my life. I just feel so confused. I just want to live my life with my daughter.  BUT no. God has other plans that's why this is happening to me because I can't control my feelings towards someone. Certain someone.   When I walk out from the club I goes to my home. On my way back to home my phone rings continuously.  Just when I got home and sat down the sofa doorbell rang.   I furrowed my eyes that who could be on this time. I get up then open the door. Their stood the man that I don't want to see at that moment. But how could he get here so fast. We stared at each other.  He scanned me from up to down then looked at my face.  " why are you come back without me" he asked.  I ju

--- Shelly POV The words hung in the air between us, heavy and heart-stopping. "I like you." I opened my mouth to respond, but the words were caught somewhere in my throat. Spencer’s gray eyes were fixed on me, so full of sincerity and vulnerability that I had to look away. My heart pounded like a drum, loud enough for me to wonder if he could hear it too. I had to say something—anything. But how could I, when my feelings were just as tangled and chaotic as my thoughts? “I…” I started, but before I could form a coherent sentence, the sound of a soft knock on my door interrupted us. I froze. Spencer’s hands were still cradling my face, and his lips were so close I could feel his breath on my skin. He seemed to realize the intrusion at the same time as I did because he reluctantly let go and stepped back, though his gaze never left mine. “Shelly? Are you awake?” Dolly’s voice called out softly from behind the door. My heart sank. Of all the times for her to check on me,

Spencer POVThe gym smelled faintly of rubber mats and cleaning supplies as I finished stacking the chairs from today’s parent orientation. The hum of voices had faded, leaving behind a silence I welcomed.But my mind wasn’t silent. It was loud with thoughts of Shelly.When I’d seen her standing there in the school hallway, her hair pulled back, her eyes guarded yet soft, it had hit me like a freight train. I hadn’t expected her to be here. I hadn’t expected to feel so much just from the sight of her.“Earth to Spencer!”I blinked and turned to see Liz, the school’s volunteer coordinator, smirking at me. Her curly hair was tied in a messy bun, and she held a clipboard against her chest.“You were zoning out,” she said, tilting her head. “Everything okay?”“Yeah, just tired,” I replied, though the lie tasted bitter.Liz didn’t look convinced, but she didn’t push. “Thanks for helping out today. We could use more people like you around here.”“No problem,” I said with a half-smile.As Li

Shelly sat on the edge of her bed, her heart still racing from the whirlwind of emotions she had experienced earlier. Spencer's words echoed in her mind: "I like you." It was a confession that held weight, and she didn’t know if she could carry it. Especially when the ghosts of her past, namely Veer, continued to haunt her. Veer. The man who had shattered her world, not just with his betrayal, but with the aftermath it left in her life. She thought of the night she found out—the whispered phone calls, the sudden late hours, the scent of someone else on his clothes. He hadn’t even bothered to deny it. His eyes, cold and detached, had given away his guilt before his lips could. And yet, here she was, years later, trying to rebuild her life. She shook herself free from those thoughts. Now wasn’t the time. The situation with Spencer had already stirred too much confusion. She needed clarity. --- As the morning sunlight poured through the curtains, Shelly was jolted awake by the sou

The days following Veer’s reappearance were a blur of anxiety and strategizing. Shelly spent hours talking to a lawyer, gathering paperwork, and ensuring she had everything needed to protect Shaina. But through it all, Spencer was a steady presence. He helped with Shaina when Shelly felt too overwhelmed, cooked meals when she forgot to eat, and sat with her late at night when her worries threatened to drown her. It was one of those late nights now. The house was quiet except for the soft hum of the dishwasher. Shaina had fallen asleep hours ago, but Shelly was still up, pacing the living room. Spencer sat on the couch, watching her. “You’re going to wear a hole in the floor,” he said with a small smile. Shelly stopped and looked at him. “I can’t turn my brain off. What if Veer really tries to take her? What if—” “Shelly,” Spencer interrupted, his tone firm but gentle. “You’re a great mom. No court is going to take Shaina away from you. Veer can’t just waltz in here and rewrite hi