Bill’s POV"It's here somewhere," I mutter, rummaging through the drawers. I pull out papers, old receipts, and random knick-knacks, tossing them aside. My frustration grows with each passing second.I dig deeper, moving old notebooks and pens. I open another drawer, hoping to find it there. No luc
Serena’s POVI pull away from Bill's hug, my heart racing. I can’t believe it. My childhood friend, the one I thought I’d lost forever, is standing right in front of me.“This is crazy,” I say, pulling away slightly and looking up at him. “Do you have any photos from when you were a kid? I need to
Serena’s POVStevie smiles warmly at the new interns. "Welcome, everyone! I'm Stevie, and I'm so excited to have you all here. I'm looking forward to seeing what each of you brings to the table. Don't be afraid to share your ideas — no matter how big or small. We're here to learn and grow together."
Bill’s POVI can't help but smile as I work. It still feels surreal knowing I’ve been in love with Serena all my life, ever since I found out she’s my lost childhood friend.Last night, I stayed up late digging through old photo albums and making digital copies of them. I found pictures of myself as
Serena’s POV"Hey, Serena," I hear Bill's voice, catching me off guard. “Stevie…”Oh, no. Bill and Stevie in the same place always spells trouble. Not with the subpoena and all the stress it brings. The last thing I need is their drama on top of everything else.Stevie quickly turns to the interns.
Serena’s POVAs we sit in the cozy coffee shop, the tension from earlier begins to melt away. Stevie sips her drink, eyeing Bill and me thoughtfully."Okay," Stevie finally says, breaking the silence. "So what's our next move?”Bill sighs, running a hand through his hair. "We don't know yet. We need
Bill’s POVAs we pull up to my lawyer's office, my nerves are on edge. The building is a sleek, modern structure with large glass windows reflecting the morning sunlight. I park the car and glance over at Serena. She's biting her lip and her fingers are fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, her eyes
Serena’s POV“Do we really have to depend on that bastard’s testimony?” Bill asks. I can see his jaw clenching and his fists tightening, knuckles white as he tries to hold back his frustration. The muscles in his neck are tense, and there's a fierce look in his eyes that shows just how much he hate
Serena’s POVThe twins are asleep. I don’t know how long it’ll last, but I’m taking this as a win. My whole body is sore, my brain is running on fumes, and I’m pretty sure there’s spit-up on my shirt somewhere, but I don’t care. Right now, I’m just soaking up the silence.I glance over at the bassin
Calvin’s POVElijah is nestled in my arms, his tiny fingers curling and uncurling as he sleeps. The soft rise and fall of his chest is hypnotic, calming in a way I never imagined. The house is quiet, the only sound the faint hum of the heater and Stevie’s steady breathing beside me. She’s exhausted,
Stevie’s POVHospitals have a weird smell — clean but not comforting. Still, when I step into Serena’s room with Calvin and Elijah, I feel an overwhelming sense of warmth. Serena looks exhausted but glowing, her twins nestled in her arms. Bill is sitting in a chair nearby, Collin perched on his lap,
Bill’s POVI’ve faced boardrooms full of sharks and dealt with billion-dollar deals that could make or break a company, but none of that compares to sitting here, watching Serena go through labor. The raw strength she shows, even as sweat beads on her forehead and her face twists in pain, leaves me
Serena’s POVThe sharp jolt wakes me up, cutting through my dream like a lightning bolt. For a second, I lie still, trying to convince myself it’s just another round of Braxton Hicks. I’ve had so many false alarms these past few weeks that I’ve practically become numb to them. But as the second wave
Stevie’s POVThe smell of roasted garlic and fresh herbs hits me the second we walk into Bill and Serena’s house. It’s the kind of warm, comforting aroma that immediately puts you at ease. I glance at Calvin, who’s balancing Elijah’s car seat in one hand like it weighs nothing, and he gives me a sma
Calvin’s POVThe soft cries of Elijah stir me from sleep. For a moment, I just lay there, my body heavy with exhaustion, staring at the ceiling. It’s the middle of the night, and every muscle in my body begs to stay in bed, but that little sound tugs at something deep in my chest. Before Stevie can
Serena’s POVI sit in the exam room, my hands resting protectively over my belly. The twins are kicking up a storm today, and I swear one of them just delivered a solid punch to my bladder. Dr. Hannah Lancaster, who has been my rock through this pregnancy, studies the monitor with a calm but focused
Bill’s POVWatching Calvin cradle Elijah in his arms today stirred something in me. It wasn’t jealousy — at least, not the bitter kind. It was more like a longing. Seeing him so calm, so grounded in this new chapter of his life, made me realize how much I’ve been wrapped up in work, distractions, an