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Crossing boundaries.

Author: Sarah miles
last update publish date: 2026-02-05 20:25:57
Rowland’s POV

I didn’t go to work today. My mind spiraled. I hated seeing Selene look that way.

She looked so fragile, so pale. I walked to my wine cellar and popped open a bottle of champagne.

I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of the alcohol going down my throat.

How was I going to help Selene? Losing custody of Amira would break her. I have seen how alert she is around her.

The poor girl was in the middle of all this.

I blame myself; I should have been there to stop everythi
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    Tom’s POV I side-eyed Selene as I drove along the lonely road. Her head rested on the window pane. She sat so still that it looked like she was asleep, but her eyes moved sometimes. She will understand soon why I am doing all these. No one can love her like I do. We are going to be so happy. A car swept past us. Her eyes followed the direction of the sound till it disappeared behind us. I reached for her palm and gave a light squeeze. She remained still. Her other hand rested over her stomach. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. Our child. I was getting closer to the garage. “Hey, honey," I muttered, gazing at her. “We are going to stop at the garage. We need to change the car.” She gazed at me, finally. An expression I couldn’t quite read. “Why?” “Extra caution, my love.” She looked ahead, her lips parted to speak, but nothing came out. “Don’t worry, everything will be fine soon. I trust you to be on your best behavior.” A lock of her hair fell across her face.

  • Married to a Narcissist, Pregnant With My Ex’s Child   The recording.

    Rowland’s POV. The police arrived in ten minutes. I leaned against the wall in the living room. My head throbbed. I couldn’t think straight. “Don’t touch anything.” The officer said. I wasn’t listening. The world seemed to spin around me. She could be anywhere by now. I had no idea where to start looking; neither did the police. Selene’s mother sat on the couch, her arms wrapped around her as she rocked back and forth, tears rolled down her face. I had called her immediately. Her husband traveled for an important meeting; he was flying back immediately. Mother was here too. She sat beside Marie, giving her shoulders a squeeze. “It’s okay, Marie; she would be fine.” A position I never thought I would ever see them both in. The second officer stood in front of me holding a note pad while the first conducted a quick search around the house.“Mr. Rowland.”I looked up.“I need you to answer a few questions.”I nodded stiffly.“When was the last time you saw Ms. Selene?”“Last nigh

  • Married to a Narcissist, Pregnant With My Ex’s Child   Missing.

    Rowland’s POV. I sat upright at my desk. The night wind swayed the curtains. I couldn’t sleep. I was still trying to make sense of what happened with Isa. I could swear nothing happened. She set me up. I ran my fingers through my hair. The look on Selene’s face when she saw the stain made my heart race. I exhaled, trying to steady my breath. Just when things were getting better. All because of that man. Tom! He is the cause of all these! I slammed my palm against my desk. So hard that a few of its contents bounced off at once. My phone came on on the table. I rushed for it. Not Selene. I scoffed. She hadn’t returned any of my calls. I wanted to apologise to explain what happened. I stood up. “Maybe I should just give a little space.” I lowered the lid of my laptop. “A few days to cool off. She seemed…tense." I walked to my room at the end of the hallway. The bed was neatly made. The cleaning lady was doing a perfect job around here. I should give her a raise.I made a

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  • Married to a Narcissist, Pregnant With My Ex’s Child   Something isn’t right.

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    Selene’s POV I stood up first, my body trembling as we walked in. The doctor looked at his note. “Have a seat,” he said, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk. “Well, doctor, we trust in your expertise and hope you have good news for us,” Tom said. I clutched my bag, hugging it clos

  • Married to a Narcissist, Pregnant With My Ex’s Child   He’s back.

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