INICIAR SESIÓNROBIN“Oh, God… it’s so fucking hard.” My laboured breaths echoed through the entire room as I clung to Jack’s hand.“Robin!” Mum exclaimed, barging in and racing to the other side of the bed, taking my free hand. “Oh, my darling, girl.”“Mummy,” I cried, “It hurts so bad.”“You can do it, baby.”“Robin, you have to push. Now,” Dr Ransford instructed, adjusting my legs to give himself a better view.I took a deep breath and squeezed my eyes shut before tightening every muscle in my body, straining to force the baby out.“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I yelled, whimpering.“You’re doing brilliantly. Another push. Come on.”“FUCCCKKKKKKKK!”I growled through gritted teeth, biting down on my lower lip, tears running down my cheeks.“Very good, Robin. The head’s out, one more big push.”I obeyed, using every ounce of strength I could muster from within, and it wasn’t much.Then—A loud new born cry pierced the room, shooting me back to life before the nurse clamped and cut the umbilical cord, the tears
ROBIN“Hurry, Jack! I winced, another wave of contractions throwing me back against the headrest.“Fuck!” Jack huffed, bracing one hand against the headrest behind me so I land on his hand instead when another contraction hurled me backwards. “I’m going as fast as I can… I really don’t want to speed, baby.”I lurched upright, fixing him an intense glare and shifting my position in the seat to cater for the searing pain tearing through my abdomen.“Okay…okay. I’ll go faster.” He grasped my hand, gently stroking the back. “You’re alright baby… you’re alright.”He leaned on the horn, honking loudly at a car crawling ahead of us.“Get the fuck out of my way!” he bellowed, looking visibly frustrated and squeezing his way through a narrow gap, shooting past and flipping the driver off before giving him the finger.“Baby…” He spared me a quick glance. “Are you okay?”“I’ll be okay after I get these babies out of me! I’m not okay!”“We’re almost there…. we’re almost there, baby.”He pulled ou
ROBIN “Lana,” the officiant prompted. “Are your vows ready?”She smiled up at him, using her bent thumb to gently dab away the moisture gathering at the corners of her eyes.“Mike…” she began, earning a soft laugh from him.“I’m totally speechless because of your promise to me, even though I’m not surprised in the slightest. You show me every single day how much you love me—how much you care, how much my happiness means the world to you and how you never stop reminding me that you’d give me everything I deserve in this world.“For years, I was told how to love, who to choose, who to settle for. Does he have enough class? Does he measure up to the standard set for me? Does he have the wealth required to win my heart?“But I’ve never cared about any of that. I’ve never cared what a man could offer me in material things, because I already had enough… more than I could ever spend.”She smiled softly, holding Mike’s gaze before proceeding.“Loving you came to me as a surprise, choosing to
ROBIN“Goodness, two months have slipped by already.” My hand hovered over my lips, careful not to ruin my makeup as I silently prayed to the tear gods that they’d spare me today.Please, not today. “Are you ready?” I asked, stroking Lana’s neatly plaited hair and staring at her beautiful reflection in the mirror.“You look like a goddess, Lana.” Margaret piped up, sending an unwanted tear gliding down my cheek.Holy cow, Margaret!“Thank you, Mag.” Lana let out a shaky breath. “I’m nervous.” She gave a strained laugh, trying to keep any more tears from falling down.“You’re going to ruin this beautiful makeup, my darling.” Lindsey warned, crouching low and retrieving a tissue before dabbing gently beneath Lana’s eyes.“Oh, God,” Lana sniffled. “I’m so sorry.”Lindsey smiled, carefully retouching her makeup.“You’re good to go,” our mum declared, leaning in to straighten Lana’s veil before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek.“Mum, I think we really need to go out now. Everyone is wait
JACK“FUCK. YOU.” Her breathing hitched, her voice quivering as she held my gaze.“There she is. The vulture is back.”I spoke through gritted teeth, my lips curving into a cold smile as I retreated from her.A deafening loud boom reverberated through the room, officers pouring inside in rows, swiftly forming a perimeter around us.For one woman, the sheer number of officers girdling around us seemed excessive and borderline outrageous, but when it came to a Schofield, you left nothing to chance—absolutely nothing.One of the officers seized her by the arm, yanking both wrists behind her back before snapping a pair of handcuffs around them. “Millicent Schofield, you’re under arrest for the murder of George Betton, aiding and abetting DNA fraud, and terrorising the Bettons. Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law.”“Fuck you…” she whispered as she was being hauled towards the waiting police van.“FUCKKKKKKKK YOUUUUUUU!!!” She screamed, her breaths coming in frantic b
JACK“Let’s get the hell out of here.” Miller peeled his body from my car, jogging to the passenger’s side.“What happened in there? I heard gunshots?”I sank my eyes into his curious face, pulling at the seat strap, and wrapping it around my body. “He won’t be a problem anymore. Give me your phone.” He squeezed his face, visibly unsatisfied with my vague response. Then, very gently, he drew out the device and placed it in my palm.“What are you doing?”“Attaching a location for our police friends.”“Location? Where are we going.” I stretched out my arm, waving the phone softly and urging him to take it from my grip. He hesitated before taking it, glancing at the pinned location.“What is this place?”I revved the engine alive, pulling the car from the kerb in full gear. “Millicent’s hiding place.” Miller’s eyes widened in surprise.“How?”“Mason.”“He said he didn’t know where Millicent is.”“If there was one thing my brother was an expert at, it was lying.”“Was?”“He’s dead,” I sai







