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Chapter One – Celebration Time
Aria’s POV
I had been at the dining table, arranging, rearranging everything for what felt like the tenth time, just to make sure everything was perfect.
The dinner I prepared wasn’t that much, I prepared my husband Alex's favorite dishes , and bought a cake with two candles standing at the center of it. I had spent every of my savings to make this happen
I just hoped it would be enough, this time. I kept staring at it, hoping this could fix us and that he would be happy with me again.
I was about to arrange the table the last time, when I heard the sound of keys at the door.
My heart beat so fast. I quickly switched off the light and stood there waiting.
The door opened, my husband step inside loosening his tie as he walked in.
“Happy birthday!” I said quickly, forcing brightness into my voice.
He frowned, but I kept my gaze on him waiting for his face to soften, but instead, guess what? His expression darkened more.
His eyes moved slowly around the room, from the candles to the food arranged carefully on the table.
“What is all this, Aria?”
The coldness in his voice made my smile disappear.
“Alex, it’s your birthday and I wanted to surprise … surprise you” I said, my voice shaking.
His laugh was short but there was no amusement in it.
“You what? You prepared a surprise?"
I nodded, but I knew he wasn’t happy, he doesn’t like this.
“You know what would actually surprise me?”
I swallowed. “What?” I said, I was eager to hear.
“If I came home and saw a child running into my arms calling me Daddy.”
The words hit me so hard I forgot how to breathe.
“That,” he continued coldly, “would make me happy. Not this dinner. Not this cake.” His eyes settled on me without warmth. “Not you.”
Something inside me cracked, just like that.
This happiness I had been holding onto, this that I have prepared for him, even displeased him more.
I stood, I was shocked and frozen, while the candlelight was still between us.
I wanted to ask him what changed, I wanted to ask him why he became this cruel? Why I am not enough anymore.
I wanted to remind him that there was a time he held me like I was the best thing in his life.
But the words refused to come out, I wouldn’t want to annoy him more
“I’m sorry,” I said, with deep pain
He scoffed.
“You’ve been apologizing for years, Aria. Sorry won’t give me a child.” He said, . “Sorry won’t make me a father.”
My knees almost gave out , but I forced myself to stay standing.
I refused to cry in front of him.
Just then, my phone started ringing.
The sound of it cut through the silence between us.
I quickly set the knife down and reached for my phone. The moment I saw the caller ID, my stomach suddenly ache
This is Mama, my mother-in-law.
Anytime her call appears, my heart began to ache because she and her daughter will always insulted blame and reminded me that I failed as a wife.
For a second, I thought of ignoring it.
But that would only make things worse later, so I answered.
“Good evening, Mama,” I said quietly.
To my surprise, her voice sounded calm, then I wonder what she’s about to say.
“Aria, we’re having a birthday dinner for Alex tonight at Teniu hotel . Eight o’clock. Make sure you come.”
I blinked. There were no insults, no sharp comments in her words today, just an invitation.
“Yes, Mama,” I replied quickly.
The call ended. I stared at the phone in my hand, confused but still hopeful.
Maybe tonight would be different, maybe she’s starting to change, I thought things could still change.
I turned toward Alex carefully.
“Your mother just called. They’re planning a birthday dinner for you tonight at Teniu Hotel.” I tried to smile. “Everyone’s going to be there.”
Alex had already poured himself a drink.
He didn’t even look at me.
“I’m not interested and don’t think about going?”
“What? But it’s your birthday. Your family wants to celebrate with you—m…”
“I said I’m not going.”
His tone was so sharp that I knew I better not argue with him.
“I have more important things to do.”
I bit down hard on my lower lip, but the tears still came.
Quickly, I turned away before he could see them.
“Alright,” I whispered.
I walked slowly into the bedroom and stopped in front of the mirror.
For a moment, I just stared at myself, my eyes looked too dull, my face looked pale, this wasn’t the woman I used to be, this wasn’t what I planned to become, but I wiped my tears away.
If Alex doesn’t want to go, then I would go alone
My face was pale and exhausted.
Maybe they would stop looking at me like I was the woman who ruined their son’s future.
I picked up somethings and went with my simple dress.
And as I stepped out of the house, one thought kept echoing inside my head.
Tonight might change everything.
CHAPTER FORTY SIXThe Drive HomeAria's POVHe drove me back.I hadn't asked him to. He had simply picked up his keys when I reached for my coat and said "I'll drive you" in the tone that was not quite a statement and not quite a question and which I had learned meant he had already decided but was leaving room for me to say no.I didn't say no.The city was quiet at that hour, the late-evening kind of quiet that belongs to a Friday when the earlier rush has settled and the night is still finding its pace. We drove without talking for a while and the silence was the good kind, warm from dinner, warm from the kitchen and the study and everything that had happened in the house tonight that neither of us was going to reduce to a summary.At a red light he looked across at me."How do you feel?" he asked."Good," I said. "Lighter than I expected.""What did you expect?""I don't know. Something harder. Going back there for the first time I thought I'd feel more of what I used to feel in i
CHAPTER FORTY FIVEComing Home To LookAria's POVHe asked on Friday, two days before the wedding.Not to move back. Not as a decision. Just to come and look. Those were his exact words in the message, which I read at the studio during lunch while Kwame was telling Adaeze something about the ninth look that I was only half listening to.I've had the study cleared and the window fixed. I'd like you to see it before the wedding if you want to. Not to pressure anything. Just to see it. Come and look whenever you're ready.I read it twice. Then I put my phone down and went back to the fitting notes and thought about it for the rest of the afternoon without deciding anything.At five o'clock I texted him.I'll come tonight. After six.His reply was immediate.I'll be here.The house looked the same from the outside.Of course it did. Houses don't change their faces because the people inside them have changed. But I stood on the pavement for a moment before I went up the steps, just looking
CHAPTER FORTY FOURVivienne LeavesAria's POVVivienne called on a Thursday evening, three days before the wedding.I was at Nina's, the notebook open on the kitchen table, working on nothing in particular, just drawing because my hands needed something to do while my mind processed the week. When her name appeared on the screen I looked at it for a moment before answering, not because I didn't want to talk to her but because I hadn't heard from her since the coffee shop weeks ago and I needed a second to locate where I was with that.I answered."I'm leaving the city," she said. No greeting. Straight to it, the way she always spoke, like a woman who had learned that preamble cost more than it was worth. "Next week. I've taken a position in Paris. Design consultancy. I wanted to tell you before I went.""Paris," I said."I've been offered it three times over the last two years," she said. "I kept saying no because." She paused. "Because I kept thinking things here were going to resolv
CHAPTER FORTY THREEThe DelayAria's POVSandra called on Tuesday with the tone she used when something had happened that she needed to manage carefully before she explained it.I had learned to recognise that tone. It meant sit down if you aren't already sitting.I was at my desk at the studio. I stayed where I was."Margaret's legal team has filed a motion to push the trial date back," Sandra said. "Six weeks. They're citing the complexity of the financial evidence and requesting additional time for their own forensic review."I was quiet for a moment."Six weeks," I said."Yes.""That puts it past the show.""It does.""And past the baby's due date.""Potentially, yes. Depending on timing."I pressed my lips together and looked at the studio wall, the collection hanging there, five weeks out, everything in motion."Can we oppose it?" I asked."We already have," Sandra said. "I filed this morning. The judge will rule on the motion within the week. There's a reasonable chance it gets
CHAPTER FORTY TWOSunday MorningAria's POVHe came on Sunday.Not because anything had happened. Not because anyone had texted him or there was a legal development or a studio crisis or any of the things that had given us reasons to be in the same place over the past two months. He came because it was Sunday and Nina was out with Daniel and I had sent him a message at nine in the morning that said simply are you busy and he had replied no and I had said come over then and he had.He stood in the doorway when I opened it and looked at the space the way he always did when he arrived somewhere, quick and thorough, taking it in before his expression settled. He had been here before but only briefly, only with food and a specific purpose. This was different. This was just Sunday.He came in and I closed the door and he stood in the middle of Nina's living room looking at the evidence of the last two months. The fabric swatches still on the coffee table from yesterday. The notebook on the
CHAPTER FORTY ONENot FineAria's POVI knew by ten in the morning that it was going to be one of those days.Not dangerous. Not the kind that required a call to Dr. Mensah or anyone else. Just hard. The specific kind of hard that pregnancy produces without warning or reason, where your body simply decides it has been cooperative long enough and would like the day off, and doesn't particularly care that you have six weeks to a show and fittings starting at noon.My back had been aching since before I left Nina's. Not the low persistent ache I had learned to manage but something higher and sharper that arrived somewhere between the bus stop and the studio entrance and didn't leave. By ten it had settled into something I could only describe as my entire spine reconsidering its commitment to the project.My feet had swollen enough by midmorning that I had to take my shoes off under the desk, which Adaeze noticed and pretended not to.I had eaten breakfast but my stomach was doing somethi
Chapter Five – Our DecisionAria’s POV I stayed in the hospital room long after the doctor left. The white walls, the faint smell of antiseptic, the distant sounds of footsteps outside… everything blurred into one dull background as my mind kept circling the same word. Pregnant, I was pregnant an
Chapter Four _ Back To ThemAria’s POVI returned back to the table, I forced myself to act normal, to act as if nothing had happened between me and Alex.I sat quietly among them like nothing had happened earlier, like the words Alex had said at the back of the hotel meant nothing.But I was falli
Chapter Three – At The Back Of The HallAria’s POV“Let me go” I said, after he had dragged me into the back.My heart was hammering so loudly, I was sure people at the back could hear that clearly.His grip around my arm tightened, not enough to break skin, but enough to remind me he could.Not be
Chapter Two – The Gathering That Broke MeAria’s POVWhen I arrived at Teniu Hotel, my palms were already full of sweat. But there’s one hope I held onto, that today, something would change, not even when my mother in law's voice was so calm and cool on the phone.So I tried to show up smiling, if







