تسجيل الدخولThey arrived home, the lively atmosphere they had left with now completely drained. Mostly because of Autumn’s mood. She was still shaking, quietly crying, with a few soft sniffles escaping every now and then.Ezra got out first, walked around to her side, and opened the door. He leaned down to face her.“Come on, Tum-Tum. Let’s get you inside. It’s cold out here,” he coaxed gently, wrapping an arm around her and leading her toward the building.They rode the elevator in silence, his arm never leaving her shoulders as he guided her to her floor. Once inside the apartment, he ushered her to the couch.He disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a glass of lukewarm water, hoping it would help with both the headache and the tears she had lost. He offered it to her and watched as she took it with trembling hands, then gulped it down quickly.“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked softly, sitting on the coffee table across from her and giving her his full attention.“I–it’s jus–t…”
The sound of doors opening and closing echoed through the room, signalling the arrival of another presence. Quiet footsteps moved in and out of spaces before the figure hovered over Autumn’s hunched form, face pressed close to hers.“Ezra, what are you doing?” Autumn asked, her gaze never straying from the laptop screen.“I wanted to know what had you so fixated on,” he said, stepping back to look at what she was working on. “It’s just boring old work stuff.”“Yes, this ‘boring old work stuff’ is what I love doing. It keeps me from going insane.” She waved a hand for emphasis, lightly mocking him.“Well, you don’t need to be cooped up in here. It’s kind of depressing,not helping much to lift your mood” He sat beside her, propping his chin on his hand while resting his elbow on the table. A small smile played on his lips as he watched her.“I don’t have to, but I want to. I can’t let you and Gusty do all the work while I sit on my ass,” she said, stopping what she was doing to look at
The wind blew the curtains inward, carrying the chilling night air with it. The hearth that had been lit earlier was now completely extinguished by the cold.Eric’s eyes were fixed on the moving curtains, almost hypnotized by the way they swayed. Free from any immediate pressure, his mind drifted in and out before slowly returning to the present.When he had enough, he stood up, walked over to the open window, and shut it firmly. He had only wanted to feel something other than anger. Now he felt something alright at the beginning of a cold, or maybe a fever.He sighed and prepared to leave, frowning as he looked at himself in the mirror. This wasn’t right.“When was the last time I smiled?” he muttered, pausing while knotting his tie to stare at his own reflection.“It was probably when…”His mind flashed back to a memory with Autumn. They had been laughing about something completely obscure. She had been curled against him as they watched something together. Instinctively, the corner
"Why don’t you go sit down while I arrange the food?” Ezra said as they walked inside, his hands filled with takeout. He headed straight for the kitchen. Autumn moved wordlessly around the room, picking up her laptop from the coffee table. She walked over to the dining table, sat down, and made herself comfortable. Opening the laptop, she started typing, trying to familiarize herself with the details discussed during the event. “No working.” Ezra reached over, closed the laptop, and moved it aside along with her papers. The soft click of the lid echoed in the room as he placed a warm cup of tea in front of her. “You didn’t have to be so aggressive, you know,” Autumn mumbled, lifting the mug to her lips. The warmth from the ceramic seeped into her hands before the liquid even reached her. “You’re still the same you. A freaking workaholic,” he teased, setting a plate in front of her with a grin. “Whatever,” she muttered, rolling her eyes at his light-hearted teasing. “I need
The doors of the estate burst open as Sophia walked in with a confident step, a clear pep in her stride. Her eyes raked over the mansion, taking in every detail of its grand architecture.I can’t believe it, she thought, almost squealing with excitement. Her hand glided along the polished guardrail of the staircase as she began to climb.She had barely reached the landing when two maids stepped in front of her and bowed.“Miss, what may we help you with?” one of them asked politely. “The master isn’t entertaining visitors right now.”Damn it. I came here to comfort him after everything and slide in now that he’s single again. This is my chance. Seize the opportunity and become Mrs. Kingston, Sophia cursed internally.“That’s not an issue at all,” she said with a smile. “Is Chloe around?”I can use Chloe to get closer to the family. Let her put in a good word for me and bridge the gap between me and Eric, she thought, the smile never leaving her face as she plotted her next move.The m
“I still don’t get why you want to attend this thing with me,” Autumn said, frowning as she carefully caressed her injured arm with her good hand.“Didn’t I say I would help you?” Ezra replied, a note of righteous indignation in his voice at her continued refusal.“It’s not that… it’s just—” She bit her tongue, swallowing the rest of the sentence.“It’s just what?” He turned to face her as the car stopped at a red light.“It’s nothing,” she muttered, turning away to stare out the window.“As I said, I’ll still help no matter what.” His hands tightened on the steering wheel. A few minutes later, they parked, and both of them got out.“Thanks. I appreciate what you’re doing for me,” Autumn said as she walked around to his side. The wind howled through her clothes.“Don’t mention it,” he said dismissively, opening the door for her. Then, out of nowhere, he added, “You know… I could still help you get custody of your child.”Autumn froze.“What do you mean?” she asked, not fully understan
Autumn POVI sat down on the sofa, staring at the TV. A broadcast of an interview was playing on the screen, the bright lights of the television reflecting in my eyes. The words being said echoed in the vast, space of the living room. It felt like the house was too big now, especially with the
We had finally returned home after spending three grueling days at the hospital. The sterile smell of antiseptic seemed to have seeped into my skin, and the constant beep of monitors still echoed in my ears. Finn was much better, his laughter returning as we walked through the front doors of the es
The ride back to the hotel was quiet, but the air was different. The tension had shifted from anger to something much more potent. When we stepped into the hotel room, the city lights of Milan were sparkling through the windows, but all I could see was Eric.He closed the door behind us, locking it
The light from the morning sun blinded my eyes, forcing me to squint as I woke up in an unfamiliar room. For a split second, I panicked, my heart racing as I tried to remember where I was. Then, the events of last night crashed into my mind. I buried my face in the silk pillows, blushing at the mem







