All Chapters of Traded For His First Love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Reese POVAfter hours of crying and lamenting in the room over my husband's painful words, it felt like each tear had drained a little more of my soul. But reality called me back; I had to make dinner for Sammy. With an effort that seemed to move mountains, I got up from the bed, where each blanket reminded me of a betrayal, and went down to the kitchen.Upon entering, the scene I found was like another blow to my already wounded spirit. There was Sammy, laughing and eating, with Jennifer beside him, who had already prepared his dinner. The table was set with his favorite dishes, and he seemed completely happy and comfortable with her."Since you forgot about him, I made his dinner and took good care of him," Jennifer said, shrugging with that cynical smile that seemed to mock my pain.I felt a lump in my throat. I hadn't forgotten my son; I was just devastated. But faced with that scene, it seemed like I really had failed. I looked at Sammy, hoping to see some sign of longing or need

Reese POVI accepted Alice's invitation with a sigh of relief. Maybe a bit of normalcy, like going shopping, could pull me out of the abyss I was sinking into.We went to the center of London, where the streets were full of life, contrasting with the emptiness I felt inside. Alice was a young, beautiful, and elegant woman, her hair as black as night and her deep blue eyes gentle and comforting. With her cheerful manner, she pulled me from store to store, trying to cheer me up with clothes and accessories."Look at this, Reese! This dress would look amazing on you. Let's try it on?" Alice said, holding up a red dress that sparkled under the store lights."I don't know, Alice. I'm not in the mood," I responded, but she wouldn't take no for an answer."No, no, no. You need to feel beautiful again. Let's go!" Alice insisted, pushing me towards the fitting room with an irresistible smile.As I looked at myself in the mirror wearing the dress, Alice watched me with critical but loving eyes.

Reese POVElliot had said we would take a reconciliation trip, something that seemed like our last chance to save what was left of our marriage. But, like so many other promises, that trip never happened. Days passed, and that monotonous routine I hated so much came back in full force. It was like we were stuck in an endless cycle again, where Elliot continued to ignore my situation, living his life with Jennifer as if I didn't exist.I felt like I was going around in circles, aimless, without hope. And then, I started feeling sick, vomiting frequently, and unable to eat properly. Each morning was a torment, and the smell of the breakfast Jennifer prepared for everyone made it even worse. I told Elliot about my discomfort, hoping for at least a little compassion or concern."Reese, you're acting like a spoiled child. Maybe it's just the flu," he said, without even looking at me, while helping Jennifer set the table.His indifference was like knives in my heart. I decided not to argue

Reese POVWhen Jennifer pushed me into the lake, the shock of the cold was like a punch to the stomach. The icy water enveloped me, and my first instinct was to fight to survive, not just for myself, but for the baby I was carrying. However, in my struggle to stay afloat, I ended up pulling Jennifer into the water with me. She screamed in surprise, and we both flailed in the cold water, nearly drowning.The feeling of panic was overwhelming, and each movement seemed harder than the last, my soaked clothes weighing me down like lead. I heard shouts, but my vision was blurred by water and fear. Then I saw Elliot, running towards the lake, his face marked with concern."Jennifer!" he shouted, diving into the water to save her first.I felt a pang in my heart seeing him pass by me, completely ignoring me while he pulled Jennifer to safety. He seemed so worried about her, so dedicated to saving her, that I felt invisible. When I was finally pulled out of the lake, it was by hands that didn

Reese POV"Not everything is lost, Reese. You can appeal," said Spencer, his voice trying to be a beacon in the storm that was my life now. He and Alice were by my side, trying to console me after the court's decision that took away Sammy's custody. But how could I find comfort? My heart was in pieces, defeat sounding like a beacon within me."I'm out of strength, Spencer... How could I appeal when my own son has rejected me?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper, defeated.Elliot and Jennifer didn't even allow me to see Sammy after that. I was desperate, crying inconsolably, feeling like each tear was a piece of my heart dissolving. I felt ridiculous, a terrible mother, for having lost custody of my own son. How had I come to this point where I felt so powerless, so defeated?Alice held my hand, her voice firm yet caring. "You need to be strong, Reese. You need to rise and be powerful to fight on the same level as Elliot."I sighed, wiping my tears and looking back. Elliot was there, o