LOGIN[Alice’s POV]Today is the day!I’m going home.I was packed and ready when Adam arrived to collect me.“Okay,” he said. “All set? Do we get to take the baby home with us?”I smiled. “Yes! He’s still underweight but steadily putting it on, so Dorothy said since we are both doctors, she can trust him in our care.”Adam’s smile matched mine. “That’s great. Let’s go get him.”He glanced at the wheelchair in the corner of my room. “Are you going to take that with us?”“No. I’m steadier on my feet now and I don’t get as tired as I did when I was pregnant. So, I’ve decided to donate it to the clinic.”We headed down to the NICU to collect our little bundle. He didn’t take up much room in the car.We secured him into his baby capsule and got underway.I was feeling a welling sensation of expectation, having only seen photo snaps of our new house. It was large with well-established gardens. And I knew it was protected by a state-of-the-art security system, and even had its own ‘panic’ room.“
[Lily’s POV]I looked at myself in the dressing room mirror, pressing my dress against my abdomen. My baby bump was really visible now, though it still had a long way to go.While my ‘delicate’ condition was useful for extracting all sorts of concessions, I was not happy with the idea that I would soon look like a bloated walrus.And the thought of a natural birth left my skin crawling. Ugh! Thank heavens there was a better way. It’ll be a booked caesarian for me! I want to be left neat and tidy, thank you very much!I am aware that Alice has delivered a baby boy. A son for David. It was annoying that this meant a lot to him, though he hasn’t been able to meet his son yet.Realizing that he wanted a male heir, I had a scan done and confirmed that our growing fetus was a boy. That also meant a lot to David. I was just happy that it distracted him from his urge to be involved with Alice’s son. At least, for the meantime.I wondered about the implications of him having two sons – mine –
[Adam’s POV]I have an appointment with someone formidable, and I’m looking forward to it being over and done with.I was aware that, in the cutthroat world of very big business, billionaires don’t always get to the top by entirely legal means. Some are ruthless in their rise to the top, treating other people like chess pieces who need manipulating, and can be disposed of if they get in the wayOthers are more humane but can structure deals that may teeter on the edge of legal. These barons of commerce employ very smart people who know their way around what is strictly legal and can sniff out suspect loopholes, ripe for exploitation.Whatever their suspicious path to immense wealth entails, empire builders rely on clever advisers and people who will keep their mouths shut, for the right price. And some even keep the unlisted phone numbers of people with dubious contacts – ruthless operators who are available for ‘contract’ work.When I entered my father’s penthouse office suite, his P
[Alice’s POV]This morning, Adam brought in a small valise for me to pack my belongings – the journals, my clothing and some toiletries. Not a lot, really.At last, I was going to leave my private suite at the Clinic La Prières! I was going home. Well, to my new home. I was looking forward to seeing the new house and spending more time with Camilla.“I’ve just dropped Camilla at school,” he told me when he arrived.He pulled me into a hug that quickly became intimate. I was amazed that my body was now able to respond, as my pulse quickened and I felt stirrings of longing coiling below my belly.And then I burst out crying.“W-what’s wrong? What have I done?” he asked, confusion written all over his face.“No… no, it’s not you. Sorry,” I babbled, as I pulled out of his arms.“Look at this,” I said. I opened the top drawer of the bedside cabinet and showed him a handful of hair.“That’s my hair!” I cried. I pushed back the hair falling over my forehead and showed him the bare patch on m
[Alice’s POV]Sensing my stress Dorothy Baxter quickly said, “No. No need to worry, Alice. It’s just that he’s developed jaundice. I need to let you know he’s been placed under lights and it may take a few days to get past it.”I relaxed a little. Phototherapy was the usual treatment for ‘yellow’ jaundice. I was aware that preterm babies can become jaundiced due to their immature liver at birth. Early detection and intervention is important to prevent complications and while it can occasionally be serious, most often it clears up without further problems.“Ah, okay. Thanks for letting me know, Dorothy. I’ll monitor his progress,” I said.“Sure,” she said as she turned to leave. “We’ll keep you informed.”Endall said, “Alice, do you want to go and see the baby? I can head off now, if you like.”“Thanks. I’ve got a chemotherapy session coming up, so I’ll call in to the NICU on my way back after that.”When I returned to my suite later in the day, I found Adam sitting in a chair, reading
[Alice’s POV]The chemotherapy was rough.I have been warned of possible side effects and I suffered the nausea almost right away. The vomiting soon followed. However, the fatigue was no surprise, I was accustomed to that already.Despite the complications, I made sure I went to the NICU every day, to see the baby. The nurses let me hold him and feed him his bottle. He took a long time to get through his allocated portion but he stuck at it. At least he had a functioning suck response. They gave him human colostrum for his first few days, but now he has graduated to human breast milk from frozen supplies.They even let me bathe him. While he objected to being undressed, as soon as I lowered him into the warm water his agitation disappeared. Those were the precious moments of new motherhood.“How is his weight?” I asked the NICU nurse today. He was four days old.“Now that he’s started on milk, he’s improving in steady little increments,” she said. “He won’t break any records but he’s
[Alice’s POV]I fetched a cup of coffee for Lily from the hospital canteen. I hoped it would help soothe her agitation.Lily was quietly sobbing when I came back to her room. She stopped crying and raised her head, her red and swollen eyes flashing with a light that was hard to decipher. She slowly
[David’s POV]When I arrived at the door to our apartment, I heard sharp human voices and the sound of porcelain shattering, coming from inside. I had received a call from our panicked housekeeper. Her incoherent words on the phone made my heart sink, and I immediately left Lily to sleep. She had j
[Alice’s POV]The late afternoon sun cut sharp strips of light across the polished floor, through the hospital room blinds. The smell of disinfectant was barely tempered by the faint fragrance of the bouquet of white orange stems at Lily’s bedside. They were the flowers I had brought in for her, th
[Alice's POV]The dull pain in my stomach struck again, more intense than at any time before. I staggered for a moment, and Adam firmly supported me.“You need to get checked out right away.” Adam’s tone was serious. “You’re paler even than Lily.”“Could you take me back to Lily’s room? I’ve left m







