yes already scanning the room like she was sizing up threats. Noah followed quieter, thoughtful, his tiny fingers curling around my thumb as if he'd known me forever. I held them
s coming. I shook my head. "It's
rough the door with balloons and a ridiculous stuffed wolf ("For when they get bitey"), took one l
rough tears.
he curve of Ava's ear, the way Noah's brow furrowed in sleep just like... well, like Ethan's used to when he was
l the quiet. My apartment felt smaller with two cribs crammed in, but it was ours. The first night, when they both woke at 3 a.m. hungry and furious, I
eld for abo
han sho
he intercom buzzed. The doorman: "Ms. Voss?
opped. "Tell
ting. Has paperwork. Sa
ore I could think better of it. Better to face the devil
ced to a man who'd clearly been sleeping in his car-or worse. He stepped inside, gaze immediat
autiful," h
the poin
ant to be in their lives. Joint cu
n my shirt, the dark circles, the way my body still ached from labor. "You d
dn't
nt the night I left. Y
ena-she was... a distraction. But I ended it. I ended everythin
roze your assets last week. I read the headlines. You're not here for r
tened. "That
t friend for six months. You lied to my face. You let me think our marriage was real
working. "I love you, E
wasn't ready for. Once, they'd
n't do wha
he one I'd left on the bed-sat inside, cleaned and shining. "I kept it. Every day I loo
Then I laughed-real, sharp laughter
the box from his hand, snapped it shut, and pressed it back into his palm. "Keep it. Pawn it. Use the money for yo
aled. "You
y m
s again, eyes glisteni
l ever get unless you earn more
. The door clicked shut soft
raced. Custody fights. Lawyers. Media. I wasn't just protecting mysel
ails. Voss Designs had landed two new clients-small, but grow
amian
nsity that made the room feel smaller. He'd handed me his card, murmured something a
ail wa
en
n the twins. Moth
round, no strings on creative control. Dinner tomorrow? Ne
mi
ut the funding... God, the funding. My freelance income cover
al forces (rumors), silent partner in half the tech unicorns
The Italian place on Halsted.
in under a minu
dy there, standing when I approached. No suit tonight-dark sweater, sleeves rolled up,
," he said. "T
seat. "Thanks for the congrats. Most p
t most
first: the city, design trends, how Chicago winters
figures. You keep majority stake
my wate
because I like betting on
ause pissing off Ethan
a smile.
I like
flags. Clean. Aggressive but fair.
the awning. Snow had started again
gton comes after you-custody, busines
eyebrow. "
know people." His eyes held mine.
es-too soon, too clichéd. Just... possibilit
d. "Tha
ber, hand brushing m
ch with popcorn, twins asleep
side her. "New investo
inned.
ut
yeah
night feedings. Ethan sent flowers-huge arrangements of white r
ail from my
te on Harring
transfer-two million to an offsho
na V
iden
ly changed her last name six months ago. To Voss. And
od ran
me. My brand. And
g to Mark with one li
called
on the first
resources,"
n, quietly:
was at my door, coat dus
les. He read in sil
uild a competing agency. Using your
es
sh it. Quietly. Legally.
"I want he
low, danger
irst moves, I stood at the window wat
ibs. I went to them, lifted A
But it had given me this: fi
ack in? Serena
get war
, I wasn't fi

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