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2,197,758	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2197756}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby	Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. She’s always the first one and I will always be the last in his priorities.	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2,198,162	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198168}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Continue reading"Their Powerful Hybrid Mate",Let's observe whether the domineering president will have any...	“Where do you think you are running, our little mate?” said Noah in a hushed voice. “Don’t come closer…or I-I will scream…” I can’t believe I am mating with the Alpha triplets. “Babe, were you dancing with another male?” Zack then pulled me closer to him while grabbing me by my waist. “Jeff… is my partner to the prom. I…” ‘Oh. Fvck me, plsss…mates.’ A voice inside suddengly cut me off and let out a heavy sigh. WHAT? “That’s it. We’re claiming you right now.” Noah said in a low voice while Owen was sliding his fingers on my bareback, and Zack already slipped into my skirt, brushing his knuckles against my softness. I gasped at the feeling. “I can’t be your mate. I’m not even a wolf!” I bit back my m0an and cried. Then I heard the voice again, ‘Fvck me, I am so wet. Just let them cvm inside of me.’ Who the heII is this? “We don’t care even if you’re hybrid, princess. We’re marking you.” “Take her to our room. We are going to have a really romantic night tonight. ” After that, Noah pushed me to one of his brothers, but before I could resist, Owen lifted me up… "Fine." I spat. "Be sure to pack your lunch and bring several number two pencils. You will not be permitted to leave the testing room until you are completely finished with all the testing." "I look forward to it." I said, standing to leave. "That's not all, Miss Fuller. We must also discuss the matter of detention. Every missed class has earned you an hour of detention." "How many?" I practically growled, my own alpha genes surging through my veins, threatening to level this place for their pure stupidity. "Too many for us to subject our staff to sit through with you after school. We have decided that weekend community service will be better suited for you. Four eight-hour days and we will call it even." Two full weekends. Fine. Fine. "Anything else?" I dared her. "That will be all, for now." I stormed out of the office, my grandmother hot on my heels. I could hear my grandfather grilling the teachers and principal asking them why he is just learning about this now and not sooner. I didn't stick around to hear the rest. I shoved the glass doors open to reveal my sweet freedom. I felt like I was going to explode, my hands shaking in rage. "You have some explaining to do, young lady-" "Save it, you're not my mom." I hissed and broke into a sprint, heading straight for the forest. I knew the blow landed when I didn't hear her following after me. I wasn't a fast runner by any means, especially without my wolf yet, but she didn't pursue me. I didn't know where I was going, not until I came across a cemetery and, despite my better judgment, decided to camp out there for an hour while I calmed down. What. Not a single teacher ever asked me if I was okay. They just collectively let it build up to this breaking point. I didn't even realize that I had slept through that many classes. It averaged more than one a day. I knew my sleep got worse after the battle I helped my twin brothers with, but more than one class a day? Maybe Sarah was right. Maybe I should see the pack doctor and start taking something stronger. Only when I was sure that I wasn't going to bite someone's head off did I take the long way back home, practically shuffling my way there. Unsurprisingly, when I got home, I could hear my grandparents bickering in the kitchen. "Sylvia, I think you are making too big a deal of this." "Andrew, you saw her attendance reports! You saw how many they marked as her sleeping through! She cannot go unpunished." "I just think we should hear her out first. She is a good pup. She has been through a lot. I just think we should cut her some slack." "A lot of people have been through a lot. That doesn't excuse her behavior. She is a princess for goddess sake! Should she ever decide to take up her title again, I'd like people to see her as a successful young woman and not some punk bucking the system." Okay, that was enough. Clearing my throat, I entered the kitchen, ready for round two. Their conversation halted immediately, their eyes set on me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about sleeping through class." I began. "I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately." Partial truth. If vivid dreams were spirits constantly waking me up at night. "How long?" My grandma asked, her arms crossing across her chest. "Since the battle," I said quietly. After summoning an unread army to help my brothers defeat a deadly being...without telling them first. A spirit, my sister, in fact, warned me what was happening and told me where to go. I didn't leave a note or call or text. I had just left in the dead of night with my grandparents' car and was led to the battlefield. I was collected later on by Queen Kelly's mate, and he apparently got me back home where I was then grounded for two months for such a stunt. I don't remember much of what happened that day, only that, ever since, I have been harassed by spirits ten times more than I ever was before. "Goddess!" My grandmother huffed. "And when were you going to tell us?" "Now..." I shrugged. "Tomorrow, right after school, I'm taking you to the clinic. We will see if the doctor can give you something, and perhaps set up an appointment with a counselor as well." "I don't need a counselor." I huffed. "That will be for the doctor to decide." She snipped, turning back to the stove to check on dinner. Special testing. Community service. Sleep meds. Counseling. Great. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes." My grandfather said with sympathy in his eyes. "I'm not hungry." I said, and darted upstairs to go lay down before nighttime hit, and it was all game over. Lorraine "So your parents took the teachers' side?" Sarah whispered as we walked into school together. "Not my dad, he was more on my side, but my mom was totally on their side. But they were both upset that I never said anything about having trouble sleeping." I yawned. "My mom is having me go to the clinic after school, so they can give me something to sleep better at night." No need to mention to anyone that it's because I'm being haunted and harassed by spirits at night. "Maybe once you get your wolf your sleep will even out again," Sarah said hopefully. As if I ever got good sleep to begin with. The only difference now is the frequency of their visits. Always asking me to do them favors. 'Tell my daughter I love her'. 'Tell my brother I'm still mad at him for screwing my wife'. 'Can you check on the stray cat that comes to my house every evening? He is probably hungry.'. The list goes on and on. And since I don't want to be pointed out as a freak again, I don't bother even speaking to most of the spirits except to tell them no. There are only a handful who are actually useful to me, and they are all currently in my school helping me learn. "Maybe." I yawned again. "Here, you're gonna need this more than me." Sarah said, pulling a Red Bull from her bag. "Thanks." I chuckled, cracking it open and chugging it down immediately. I just needed to make it to lunch, and then to three. I can do this. - - - - - - - - - I couldn't do it. I almost made it to lunch, but then ended up falling asleep during English, earning myself more community service time. I might not have, had I not sassed the teacher about handing in my homework, reminding her that I was being tested next week, so what was the point? I'm sure that merited a phone call home too, but really no one had anything more to say, not until I took the placement tests they had planned. How was I going to do that? I don't know. While I wanted to invite my deceased teachers along, I did feel like it was kind of cheating. But at the same time, there was no chance in hell that I was going to go to summer school or worse, repeat a grade or more. My ghostly teachers never gave me the answers, they only pointed me in the right direction. They were people to bounce ideas off of, someone to work through all the problems with like my wolf would one day. Once she came along, there would be no more need to speak with any of the spirits. I hoped. I still had a number of months, seven to be precise, until my birthday, so it wasn't like she would be able to help me tomorrow. Or next week when I will really need her. I was caught up in the thoughts of my wolf, shuffling to my locker in search of my lunch, when Sarah came crashing into me, her face filled with excitement. "The triplets!! They are on break for a few weeks! They have all come back home!!" "So?" I asked, fumbling with the lock on my locker as she grabbed my arm and jumped up and down excitedly. "So?! Come on Lorraine!! You can't be that against them! Not with how hot they all are!" "They are just people, Sarah." "I heard Noah was here at school again today! He was speaking with the coach and principal, and Greta said that she talked to Maggie, who talked to Lilly, who said that her boyfriend Jake was training with Beta Roland's son Matt, and Matt said that he overheard that Noah might be trying to get an internship here for extra credit! Eeeeek!!!" "News sure does travel fast, huh?" Noah said from behind us. Sarah practically broke her neck as she whirled around, her face a bright cherry red. "Alpha Noah." She said, bowing her head in respect and submission. "I didn't see you there." "I'm not Alpha yet." He said, his eyes locked on mine. Was he expecting me to act the same? Blush and bow at his very presence? If only he knew I outranked him in about ten different ways. "We are going to be late for lunch." I said dryly, forgoing my lunch in my still locked locker and grabbing Sarah's hand to drag her along with me. "Oh, I was actually hoping you two would join me." He smiled. "I could use a few familiar faces." "No." "Yes!" Sarah and I answered at the same time, each shooting each other daggers. "I have some studying to do, but Sarah is free." I said, pushing her forward and quickly turning to leave. "Lorraine, wait!" Noah called. But I didn't stop or even look back as I found my place in the library and spent my lunch sleeping. Again. - - - - - - - - "Now, when we get there, be sure to mention that the dreams started getting worse after your...incident. There is a doctor-patient confidentially, you know, you can tell them what happened." "Got it." I yawned. I was sitting slouched in the car, my eyes heavy as my grandma drove me to my appointment. She was being pushier than usual, effectively driving me up a wall. But perhaps my lack of sleep was giving me a shorter temper too. Either way, the ten-minute drive had me ready to claw my way out of the car. "Here we are-" "Thanks." I said, darting out of the car before she could even finish her sentence. She hated it when I did that, but I hated it when she spoke to me as if I were still a pup. Perhaps I was considered one to some still. For those who didn't know that I talked to the dead or previously raised an undead army anyway. I didn't waste any time once I got in. The receptionist took my information and gave me a packet to fill out about my medical history. Not much to say other than sleep problems, thankfully. A nurse called me back a few minutes later and took my height and weight and blood pressure. She took me into a room and asked me basically all the information I had just written down on my paperwork before leaving me to sit for a few more minutes. Everything was going just fine, until the doctor came in. It wasn't the doctor that was the problem, it was his shadow. "Good afternoon Miss Fuller, I'm Doctor Patel, but you can call me Melvin." He smiled warmly. "And I'm sure you know who this is," he said, gesturing to the second born triplet, Owen. He looked almost the same as I remembered him, his dark brown hair cut short, but styled nonetheless. But he lost the teenage pup look, and now he looks like...well, a man. Especially in those scrubs. "Owen will be running the show today, as part of his internship. We, like the hospital, are a teaching group, and encourage hands-on learning. Is that a problem?" "No." I said with a heavy sigh. "Well then, let's get started. Owen, the floor is yours." Dr. Melvin said, taking a seat in the corner of the room. Owen took a seat at the counter, placing his laptop next to the sink. He faced me, not bothering to look at his screen for a moment longer. No, instead, his full attention, and vibrant green eyes were totally set on me. "First and last name?" He asked, though I knew he already knew. Or at least he knew my cover-up last name, not my real last name. But this was part of his learning. "Lorraine Fuller." "Birthday?" "November eleventh." "Eating enough?" "Yes." I nodded. Lie. "Drinking enough?" "Yes." Also, probably a lie. "Exercise regularly?" "Only when school makes me." "Are you sexually active?" He asked with a sigh. "No." "Drugs?" "No." "Alcohol?" "No." "Smoker?" "No." "Reason for your visit?" "I just need a sleep pill." I deadpanned. "Something that will put me out at night like a horse tranquilizer might." "Anything else?" He asked, his brow raised at my crassness "Nope, just that." I said, letting the 'p' in my 'nope' pop. He nodded and took a few vitals, a serious expression on his face the entire time. He was always the more serious of the three, the more stern. But I had never seen him this...invested before. "Heart sounds good, lungs too. Thyroid is normal." He announced to the room. "Very good, what's next?" Dr Melvin coached from the sidelines. "She is up-to-date on her vaccines, overdue for a physical, and we still need to determine the reason why she thinks she needs a sleep aid." Owen said. "Very well." He nodded. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I can touch my toes just fine, and I'm otherwise healthy, I just can't sleep at night." "Are you refusing a physical then?" Owen asked. "Yes." I nodded. He mimicked my nod with a slow, disappointed one. And then proceeded to type up some notes in my chart, probably marking me as noncompliant, before he continued. "How long have you been having sleep problems for?" "My whole life." I said, my fingernails suddenly becoming very interesting. "But I had an...accident a few months ago, and I've been having nightmares since. They keep me up at night." I shrugged. "What kind of accident?" He frowned. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, meeting his eyes again. He stared at me for a long moment before Dr. Melvin stepped in again. "Your prognosis, Owen?" He asked. "History of sleep issues, only made worse by the accident which has resulted in possible PTSD. I would recommend her seeing a counselor to work through the trauma, which should result in better sleep. I would also write a script for a sleep aid in the meantime for the long-term issues she has been having." "I couldn't agree more." Melvin smiled. "I would also like you to follow up with us in a month for your physical and to see how the medication is working for you. If all is well, I won't need to see you back until after you get your wolf." he winked. "Thank you doctor." I smiled. "Check the pharmacy in an hour." Dr. Melvin said over his shoulder as I left the room. Finally, something good was happening.	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2,198,904	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198905}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Echoes of a Tender Heart	❤️💕🥰After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love.	LEARN_MORE	https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/pbdo3	M-minivideo	https://www.facebook.com/61560106568578/	325	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.snap-shorts.com	VIDEO		https://website.snap-shorts.com/share/middle/pbdo331gunlb0o1eflowlf43?campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462748883_1088136649647861_2614192761973542603_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wAznFsMwjrgQ7kNvgFjzxVF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Amm5ofNU5LycsEbR7wAyLbq&oh=00_AYBhYtcviVV-gKvCf7xkDkkEerAb07TQMQyhJ_Xywqh9Eg&oe=6714DCEB	PERSON_PROFILE	0	M-minivideo	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,861	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198862}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Continue watching 👉👉	Love Found in Disguise Kelly Jensen and Lena Zane are twins who were separated due to their parents' divorce. Years later, Kelly’s mother is admitted to the hospital with heart failure, leaving Kelly no choice but to seek help from Lena. Fortunately, Lena agrees to assist, but with one condition—Kelly must marry Jackson Hunt in her place.Kelly agrees and begins living a double life as both Mrs. Hunt and Ms. Jensen.	WATCH_MORE	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.s	DramaBox- movies&drama	https://www.facebook.com/DramaBoxMoviesDrama/	6,899,902	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.storymatrix.drama	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462480725_1305273650641043_3657679749435123308_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=I9ydD4HEV9cQ7kNvgE9pxH2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=ABmspuYuIzMmtgb0ZOhe9-N&oh=00_AYCiyxD0zGi2rXOxk0FqX_2TfiXRkfI6RIjsmsJv3r_CiA&oe=6714EEB9	PERSON_PROFILE	0	DramaBox- movies&drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,878	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Standup Comedy in Wilmington- Oct 22nd	ATTN: Delaware women who need a night out! Join us as we explore everything from motherhood, midlife crisis, marriage, divorce, death, and other things that irritate us. Men are welcome to the show, too. 🙂 We’ve been selling out shows all over the country and now we are coming Wilmington for a special one-night-only performance! We do clean (ish) comedy and this is a fun night out with your girlfriends, drinking club (I mean book club), neighborhood group or your own mom. Performing: Andrea Marie, Holly Ballantine, Stacy Pederson, and Headliner Ophira Eisenberg Headliner Ophira Eisenberg has appeared multiple times on CBS’s The Late Late Show, Sherri! with Sherri Sheppard, Comedy Central, HBO, The New York Festival, and is a regular performer and host for The Moth Radio Hour. She also hosted the long-running NPR game show, Ask Me Another for 9 years and has an award-winning podcast, Parenting is a Joke. Praise for Moms Unhinged: "This show was definitely a Comedic Masterpiece!!! What talent! My face is still hurting from non-stop laughing! Thanks for a wonderful evening!! 😁💕😁💕😁 - Nancy “You rocked it – that was such a fabulous show. Can’t wait for the next one!” – Sylvia “I haven’t laughed that much in a long time!” - Kelly	BOOK_TRAVEL	https://momsunhinged.com/comedy-show/october-22-20	Moms Unhinged	https://www.facebook.com/MomsUnhingedComedy/	1,076	1969-12-31 18:00	Book now	momsunhinged.com	VIDEO		https://momsunhinged.com/comedy-show/october-22-2024-wilmington-de/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462779204_1305211800816834_516320295668594778_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mIu2J1w-qNkQ7kNvgE6fUVi&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Amm5ofNU5LycsEbR7wAyLbq&oh=00_AYCHYxArU6YHKJRRDqAQJWOyLoodjxo8yR-nyDjnHS5YKg&oe=6714FC41	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Moms Unhinged	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,177	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198176}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Steamy, small town, Christmas romance book!	It's your first Christmas since the divorce, and you're spending it in a mountain lodge with strangers. The air is scented with cinnamon and pine, and everyone's bustling about carrying bags stuffed with wrapped presents, humming Christmas carols, and meeting under mistletoe. It's beautiful and magical, and you've never felt more alone in your life. And then, he walks in. All dark hair, blue eyes, and muscular build. He looks right at you--and you feel the jolt all the way down to your toes. It's your first Christmas alone, and the last thing you expected was the gift of a second chance at love. All I Want For Christmas is a 🔥steamy 🏡small town 🎄snowed-in-for-Christmas 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨 mature romance book! Get it here: Amazon: https://amzn.to/47tX3xL Apple: https://apple.co/3ss4yqj Kobo: https://bit.ly/40zBKsl B&N: https://bit.ly/3suupxE Google Play: https://bit.ly/3QwRuYJ	DOWNLOAD	https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0CCQZXNRB?maas=	Erika Kelly's Calamity Falls Series	https://www.facebook.com/100090414344405/	535	1969-12-31 18:00	Download	amazon.com	DCO		https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0CCQZXNRB?maas=maas_adg_78DA66596BFCABE57EA669497D1C24CC_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463111482_529836899690255_2505970825044875029_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=urhs8YxXj5cQ7kNvgG1W4Hx&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A8Nkab591_ozAvQsw1k0yWR&oh=00_AYD6c831GguVI_oXpPAIJNlS6v5-Xh7anSF1vrJILtLwGQ&oe=6714F4BC	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Erika Kelly's Calamity Falls Series	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,197,612	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198161}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Un momento para llorar de alegría: ¡Claro que vale la pena!	Recibió su Green Card, recordó a sus seres amados y con lágrimas en los ojos nos contó que 25 años después puede volver al Perú. Ella confío en J Kelley Law Group y hoy tiene su residencia permanente, su tiquete de ida y vuelta y una lección para darnos: ¡Siempre, siempre vale la pena soñar! Llámenos, (703) 220-0611 o (301) 662-2002, sueñe con nosotros. El próximo viaje de regreso a lo que más se ama puede ser el suyo.	WHATSAPP_MESSAGE		J Kelley Law Group Pllc	https://www.facebook.com/jkelleylawgroup/	3,600	1969-12-31 18:00	Send WhatsApp message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463259699_1082574479526825_9110341747873768845_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dGzLmgkZkV8Q7kNvgEl8T7n&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AG21Sq79fd2eLHZRMEB7TT6&oh=00_AYCcWtzAw1r_JKz24gPNKJuBcQyk4W2k_eH9VGy652revg&oe=6714D920	PERSON_PROFILE	0	J Kelley Law Group Pllc	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,197,967	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2197966}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	{{product.name}}	Beautifully renovated brick home is a must-see, featuring all-new plumbing, wiring, and flooring! HVAC system is only 2 years old and comes with 8 years left of a 10-year warranty, ensuring peace of mind. Located in Jacksonville but in the Alexandria school district, this home is perfectly situated just a short drive from Highway 431. It's ideal for first-time homebuyers or those looking to invest, with the home qualifying for all major financing options. Whether you're starting out or expanding your investment portfolio, this move-in-ready home is the perfect fit!	LEARN_MORE	https://s.paragonrels.com/goto/KuvToNkKBCO	Shaquela Hargrove, Kelly Right Real Estate	https://www.facebook.com/ShaquelaSellsAlabama/	167	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	s.paragonrels.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://s.paragonrels.com/goto/KuvToNkKBCO	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462916077_515802551414018_3076459353858836652_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IHbiRWruIY8Q7kNvgEJ_F6Y&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AdgCXWzchc_473UOfLQXDwB&oh=00_AYD4uKt3IF_QGvvaBWUllAr4KKcn3pxBjZNSr649wsUpoA&oe=6714E714	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Shaquela Hargrove, Kelly Right Real Estate	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,492	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198161}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Key Motors of South Burlington \| Chevrolet GMC Cadillac	Key South Burlington's HUGE KBB Event is HERE! October 14th - 19th 🚗 We Need Your Trade-In! The first 100 customers will get a savings voucher, and we’re offering up to $5,000 OVER Kelley Blue Book value on trades. Whether you owe money or not, we’re accepting ALL trades! 💰 Massive Discounts on ALL Vehicles! 🎉 Payments as low as $229/month! 📍 Visit us at Key South Burlington, 1675 Shelburne Rd, South Burlington, VT 05403 www.keyautovt.com Message "I WANT MY VOUCHER!" today! #KeySouthBurlington #KBBEvent #TradeInBonus #CarDeals #VTDeals #SouthBurlingtonCars #OverKBB #SaveBig #NewCarDeals #LimitedTimeOffer	MESSAGE_PAGE		Key Motors South Burlington Sales Event	https://www.facebook.com/61565913260254/	10	1969-12-31 18:00	Send Message		DCO	{{product.description}}		1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462852817_1263654021334778_4092342872318000666_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=41404B1NYHUQ7kNvgFbCy73&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ak9EXSWF9cIzGLGQTxtewVD&oh=00_AYD7okycm8KjJzsbvhaMK1JCASua4U-w1PpSCVPxonTwuA&oe=6714E227	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Key Motors South Burlington Sales Event	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,626	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2197737}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Continue watching 👉👉	Love Found in Disguise Kelly Jensen and Lena Zane are twins who were separated due to their parents' divorce. Years later, Kelly’s mother is admitted to the hospital with heart failure, leaving Kelly no choice but to seek help from Lena. Fortunately, Lena agrees to assist, but with one condition—Kelly must marry Jackson Hunt in her place.Kelly agrees and begins living a double life as both Mrs. Hunt and Ms. Jensen.	WATCH_MORE	http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6445905219	DramaBox- movies&drama	https://www.facebook.com/DramaBoxMoviesDrama/	6,899,802	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	itunes.apple.com	VIDEO		http://itunes.apple.com/app/id6445905219	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462798994_555637157188784_4833560377831335410_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=S9MVyhJXtOQQ7kNvgHcOa5L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYLuVUxrX6maath52Slg2N1&oh=00_AYCQ9ReZkMh2idYFfJodOS5FKSEu5LXIM-BxxCcogcW3UA&oe=6714F1C3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	DramaBox- movies&drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,711	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198710}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	Learn Secrets	Tired of Mealtime Drama? Let’s Make It Fun! 🥦🍽️ Join us on October 26th for a game-changing webinar that will transform the way you and your child approach mealtime. With expert tips from Kelly Benson Vogt and Sonal Babbar Bhardwaj, you'll learn practical ways to handle picky eating and turn meals into moments of joy. 🌸 What You’ll Get: ✨ Simple strategies for a happier mealtime ✨ Easy-to-apply tips to end food refusals ✨ Expert insights on creating positive food habits 🗓 Date: October 26, 2024 ⏰ Time: 9:30 AM (EDT) 📍 Location: Google Meet 💰 Price: $30 Don’t miss out! Sign up now to bring more smiles to the table. 👶❤️	LEARN_MORE	https://www.viraacare.com/products/managing-toddle	Viraa Care	https://www.facebook.com/viraabeginnings/	5	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	www.viraacare.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://www.viraacare.com/products/managing-toddler-behaviours-at-meal-times	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462704744_555378743526407_279706557750196844_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YhwxeV1OaeYQ7kNvgHi4AXd&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A2QqKyUHo89ITp8tbAqOEt0&oh=00_AYAFfsbyuAft9RBrJk9rJ_1oqYlwIrgCwJ53__6XkgcafQ&oe=6714EFF0	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Viraa Care	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,198,644	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2198640}'	Yes	2024-10-15 19:57	active	1636	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	My husband confessed that he had an affair with my assistant. "I've been seeing her for the last few months, and –" "Wait, say that again?" I stammered. "Cammy, I'm sorry,It just happened. All the stress around us trying - and failing - to have a baby," he said. "And well, I needed to feel like a man again, I guess. I don't expect you to understand, but this has nothing to do with you." "Having a baby was your idea, Stephen," I scoffed. "You were the one so adamant that we get pregnant right away. It was you that pressured me into going off birth control so your parents would get to meet your children before they passed." "Yeah, I know. I know," he said softly. "Its just intercourse got to be rather boring, you know? Monotonous. It was like we were just mechanical and clinical about trying to get pregnant and it took some of the fun and pleasure out of it." I stared at him, slack-jawed, and fought the urge to smack out of him. I was better than that. I wouldn't let my anger get the best of me, no matter how much of a jerk he was being right now. "Okay, so why are you telling me this now?" I asked. "Did you end things with her?" "No, in fact –" he took a deep breath and looked away, "Jessica is pregnant with my child, Camille. It's obvious now why we were having problems. It wasn't me – it was you. I know it sounds harsh, but I can't be with someone who can't give me children. No matter how much I love you." Tears welled up in my eyes, and this time, it was my turn to look out the window and away from him. I couldn't stand to look at him, knowing that for months now, he'd been sleeping with my former assistant and friend behind my back. Knowing that he thought there was something wrong with me because he'd been able to knock her up. "Get out," I said. My voice didn't crack, and I sounded firm. In control. Good for me. "What? We still have to meet with –" "I said, get out. I can't be in the same room with you right now." ———————— Camille I tapped my nails against the desk and stared at the clock, my insides roiling. Fifteen minutes late and counting. Stephen wasn't usually one to keep people waiting, which was upsetting enough. But he wasn't answering his phone or responding to my texts either, which only upset – and worried – me further. I smiled politely at his team, Ricardo, and Tracey, sitting across from me. This was originally his meeting to run, not mine. The fact that he wasn't there left me feeling put on the spot and more than a little uncomfortable. Stephen Doyle was my fiancé' and partner in Zesta Creative Design. He was the financial guru who handled the tedious details that allowed me to focus on the fun stuff. Ricardo and Tracey were interns from the local university, both majoring in finance and accounting like my darling beau, and together, we were supposed to go over the position and their responsibilities. However, given Stephen's absence, it appeared that I'd be handling the meeting alone. I'd turned my face back to the handbook, when the door opened, and my fiancé' stepped through, looking frazzled. His sandy blonde hair, which he kept trimmed short to his head with just a little length on top, was standing on end as if he hadn't bothered to brush it that morning. His eyes were tired, but there was a sparkle in them as if whatever kept him up late last night had been worth it. He'd canceled our date without an explanation, so I had no idea what could have gotten him so excited this morning. Stephen was a strapping, good-looking man. A former quarterback in college, where we met, he looked like he could step onto the field even today. Usually, he wore designer suits and dressed to perfection, looking every bit the part of CFO. Today, however, he was wearing a button-up shirt and jeans. I cocked an eyebrow as he joined me at the conference table. "Sorry," he said. "I had something come up at the last minute." He was smiling wide, but he wouldn't look at me. He kept resisting my gaze, instead of delving into the handbook and reading the exact same page I'd just finished up. "Would you two give us a minute?" I asked. The interns nodded and slipped out of the room, almost seeming grateful to have an out – if only for a few minutes. Maybe they knew something was up, that the world was about to come crashing down around me and wanted to get outside the blast radius. Or maybe I was just being paranoid. Either way, they scurried out of the conference room like their hair was on fire and waited outside the door. "Stephen? Is everything okay?" I asked. "MmmHmm," he said, finally meeting my eyes. When he did though, the smile on his face disappeared completely. The look in his eyes was guarded, and his expression was suddenly colder than the Arctic tundra. "Should we really be having this conversation here, Cam?" he asked. I shrugged and put my pen down on the table, leaning back in my chair. "You tell me? You're the one who canceled last night, without an excuse," I said. "And today, you're twenty minutes late to your own meeting. I think I have a right to ask you what's going on. If not as your fiancé', then at least as your business partner." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "I would rather have this discussion in private." "We're alone. No one can hear us through the door," I said. My voice started to crack. Over the last year or so, things had grown tense in our relationship. Okay, perhaps a bit more than tense. There was a tension between us that seemed to be growing by the day. His sister had popped out baby number three and Stephen was eager to get started on our family, even though our wedding wasn't scheduled until later in the year. We figured it couldn't hurt to get started though, so I went off all birth control and figured we'd be pregnant in no time. There we were though, ten months later, and still no pregnancy. I knew it stressed him out, and he'd started distancing himself from me. Maybe I was just being overly sensitive, but it felt like he thought I was broken, or somehow, less than a woman for not being able to conceive. "Fine," he grumbled. "Do youremember Jessica?" "Jessica Harvey? Yeah, of course. She was my assistant for years," I said. Jessica had quit our company out of the blue about three months back. It was completely unexpected, and I was still reeling from the shock of losing someone I'd counted on for years, someone I'd considered a friend for so long. We didn't talk much anymore. I tried to get together for coffee dates now and then, just to keep up with her. She was always too busy though – or was just avoiding me, I feared. I wanted to ask her what I'd done wrong, but she'd ghosted me, and that's where we were at. "Yeah, well, there's something you need to know," Stephen said. He looked out the large, glass window out to the sprawling city of Los Angeles below. "I've been seeing her for the last few months, and –" "Wait, say that again?" I stammered. My chest tightened, and a cold chill swept through my body. I didn't believe my ears. Not at first. As I stared at him, looked deep into his eyes though, I came to see the truth. "Cammy, I'm sorry," Stephen said. His voice didn't sound all that sorry, though. He shrugged and threw his hands in their air. He acted like this was somehow my fault. As if I'd somehow driven him into her arms. Into her bed. "It just happened. All the stress around us trying - and failing - to have a baby," he said. "And well, I needed to feel like a man again, I guess. I don't expect you to understand, but this has nothing to do with you." "Having a baby was your idea, Stephen," I scoffed. "You were the one so adamant that we get pregnant right away. It was you that pressured me into going off birth control so your parents would get to meet your children before they passed." "Yeah, I know. I know," he said softly. "Its just intercourse got to be rather boring, you know? Monotonous. It was like we were just mechanical and clinical about trying to get pregnant and it took some of the fun and pleasure out of it." I stared at him, slack-jawed, and fought the urge to smack out of him. I was better than that. I wouldn't let my anger get the best of me, no matter how much of a jerk he was being right now. "Okay, so why are you telling me this now?" I asked. "Did you end things with her?" "No, in fact –" he took a deep breath and looked away, "Jessica is pregnant with my child, Camille. It's obvious now why we were having problems. It wasn't me – it was you. I know it sounds harsh, but I can't be with someone who can't give me children. No matter how much I love you." Tears welled up in my eyes, and this time, it was my turn to look out the window and away from him. I couldn't stand to look at him, knowing that for months now, he'd been sleeping with my former assistant and friend behind my back. Knowing that he thought there was something wrong with me because he'd been able to knock her up. "Get out," I said. My voice didn't crack, and I sounded firm. In control. Good for me. "What? We still have to meet with –" "I said, get out. I can't be in the same room with you right now." "Camille, we have a business to run together," he argued. I wiped at my eyes, not allowing the tears to fall. I knew he was right. This company was initially mine, but he'd invested a lot of his own money over the years. Like it or not, we'd have to find a way to work together, at least until I could figure something else out. There was no way I was going to be tied to this man for the rest of my life. "Fine," I mumbled. I packed my things up and put it all into my briefcase as calmly as I could. I was trembling, but I didn't think Stephen could tell. I hoped not. I needed to appear calm and in control of myself. I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of seeing me fall apart. "You can meet with your interns alone," I said. "I'll make myself scarce, and we can talk about the company later." "You're handling this better than I thought you would, Cam," he said. For a second, I thought I heard the regret in his voice. Like on some level, he realized what a prick he was being and felt bad. Even if I had though, what good would it do now? The damage was done, and this was one bell that could not be un-rung. I glared at him. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him what a junk he was. I wanted to lash out. What would that accomplish other than make me look like an unhinged psycho, though? My head was spinning, and I couldn't think straight. Better to cool off before I said or did something I'd regret later. Like he said, we still had a business to run together, and like it or not, we'd have to work together for the good of Zesta. At least, for now. "For what it's worth, Cam," Stephen said, his voice soft and filled with emotion. "I'm sorry you're broken. I know how much you wanted to have children of your own, and this can't be easy to hear." I clutched my briefcase to my chest, keeping my hands busy instead of using them to show Stephen how I really felt about him. A homicide charge for strangling the life out of him probably wouldn't be a good look for the company. I didn't say another word though, and slipped out of the conference room, coming face to face with the interns who looked at me, puzzled expressions on their faces. "Stephen is going to take over from here. I have somewhere I need to be," I lied. I held my head up high and smiled politely at Ricardo and Tracey as I held the door open for them. Tracey gave me a look, her eyes filled with concern, but then looked away quickly. Ricardo seemed oblivious, ducking into the room and shaking hands with my fiancé' – scratch that, my ex-fiancé.' I shut the door behind them and hurried down the hall to my office, avoiding eye contact with everyone as I passed. I walked briskly past the cubicles of our employees until I got to the end of the hall, to my corner office, and slunk inside, falling against the door as I closed it behind me. As soon as I was alone, I didn't have to keep my composure. I let it all out. I slid to the floor and held my knees to my chest. The tears came hard and fast, but there was more than just sadness over the relationship ending – I was pissed about the betrayal. Grief and rage flooded my body in equal measure. --- "Complete jackass," my friend agreed. "And you really think this Jessica bimbo is pregnant with his kid? Pfft, I'm pretty sure he's the one shooting blanks." "You think so?" My voice cracked a bit at the question. I put my glass down on the table and smoothed out my skirt, focusing on my hands instead of Liv. While I could agree that the entire situation was all kinds of screwed up, I still wasn't sure if I believed him about me being unable to have kids or not. I was leaning toward him being right, simply because it made sense. Because somehow, somewhere deep down, I figured this was somehow my fault. "I think his side piece has a side piece of her own," Liv said, flagging down the waiter. "And seriously, what better revenge would there be than him realizing she's sleeping around on him and then finding out you can really have kids after all, huh?" "I suppose," I said, shrugging. "You suppose?" Liv asked as the waiter poured us more water. "Wouldn't you love to wipe that smug look off his face and tell him that he's the one who's broken?" "Well, yeah, but I don't think that's the case, Liv," I said grumpily. "Aren't you a Negative Nelly?" Liv said, rolling her eyes. When I didn't say anything, she sighed and added, "Just humor me, alright?" "Fine," I said, shrugging. "I guess I have nothing to lose." Well, except for all my dreams of one day having a child with a man I loved, sure, but since I already figured that was the case, it wasn't like I'd be getting any worse news. At least I hoped not. I didn't think I could take any more. --- Preston Dr. Preston Winters , M.D. The name plate had been added to the door recently. It was a matte silver with black lettering. Simple and yet, classy. I was the newest doctor to be brought on at the Hollywood Hills Women's and Children Center, and seeing my name officially listed on the office door was thrilling. A dream come true for someone who wasn't even sure they'd survive medical school, much less my residency. Getting to this point in my career had been harder than I ever imagined it to be, but I couldn't have asked for a better clinic to start with. Our receptionist, Kelly, was sitting at the front desk when I entered. She smiled politely at me, pushing her glasses up higher on her nose. "Good morning, Miss Temple," I said, stepping through the door and into the back. "Good morning, Dr. Winters. Looks like you have a full day today," Kelly said, scanning the appointment calendar in the computer with a furrowed brow. "Looks like you're taking a few of Dr. Garcia's patients today, her son is sick." "Not a problem. That's why they brought me on," I said. "Your first patient will be here right at nine," she said. "She requested the earliest possible appointment with Dr. Garcia." "Shouldn't be a problem," I said, continuing down the hall toward my office. My personal office was already coming together. Several bookshelves filled with medical journals sat behind a large oak desk. The obligatory diploma and a few personal pictures hung on the pale blue walls. I sat down at my desk, which had several photos on top as well. One photograph of my mom was prominent, a reminder of why I'd gone into this field in the first place. My other reminder was in another frame beside her photo. It was of a little boy wearing a soccer uniform and shooting the camera a gap-toothed grin. He had his mother's large, brown eyes, but my family's naturally tanned complexion and sandy blonde hair. There was a knock at my door, pulling me out of my brief reverie. "Yes?" One of the nurses, Paola, popped her head in and said, "Sorry to bother you, but your first patient is here and keeps asking when Dr. Garcia will see her. Says she has to be back at work by ten-thirty, at the latest." "I'll be right there," I said, chuckling to myself. So many people schedule doctor's appointments, expecting to be in and out in an hour or less like this was some cheap fast-food joint. We catered to a higher-end clientele, meaning many of the people were impatient and entitled. It came with the territory there in Hollywood Hills, I supposed. Since I was taking on Dr. Garcia's patients at the last minute, I hadn't had a chance to look over the patient's file. I was walking in blind, essentially. I followed Paolo to the room, and before I entered, she handed me the file on her. I glanced down, started to read through it when the door opened. "Hello? I really need to –" Big, sparkling, sapphire blue eyes stared back at me, and they grew wider once she saw me stepping through the door. Couldn't say I wasn't a little bit surprised myself. I couldn't help but note the mahogany curls and how they fell just perfectly over her cool, pale skin, gently touching her freckled shoulders – shoulders that were undressed thanks to the sleeveless pink sundress she was wearing. Looking into her face, I realized I knew her from somewhere. I couldn't place it right away, but I'd seen that face somewhere before. We handled a lot of celebrities, and she was definitely attractive enough to be a model or actress, but I wasn't sure that was it. I looked down at the name on file. "Camille O'Hare? Is that –" "Preston? Preston Winters, is that you?" she stammered. "Yeah, that's me," I said and smiled. When I heard her speak, the pieces fell into place, and I knew where I knew her from. High school. A long time ago in a galaxy far away. There was no mistaking her though. "No offense, but where's Dr. Garcia?" Camille asked, looking past me at Paola, who still stood in the doorway. "Apparently, I'm Dr. Garcia today," I said, giving my old high school friend the once over. Camille looked good. It was an unprofessional thought, but one I couldn't shake. I almost didn't recognize her. "Glad to see you still remember me," I said. Paola stepped away to help another patient, and I walked into Camille's room, opening her file on the table and reading through it. I closed the door behind us when Camille stepped back inside, her jaw nearly on the floor. "So, you really did it, huh?" she asked. She flopped up on the examining room table, her arms crossed in front of her. She was smiling, though a bit tense. But I took the smile as a good sign. "You made it through medical school," she said. "Either that or I'm really good at faking it," I teased, turning to face her, mirroring how she folded her arms in front of her chest. I had a hard time concealing my amazement at the transformation. Camille had changed a lot since high school. Her porcelain skin was clear and smoother than it had ever been back then. Her hair was a tad darker with some highlights in it now, and longer too. She used to keep her hair cut short, but the length did wonders for bringing out the soft features of her perfectly oval face. "As you can tell, I'm not Dr. Garcia," I said. "She had a family issue and won't be in today. But if you'd like to reschedule and wait for her, we can arrange it." She bit her bottom lip and looked away. I could tell she was considering it. Not that I blamed her, given our past. Instead of answering my question outright, she smiled at me softly. "You look good, Preston," she said. "I know it's been what, ten years? But I'm glad to see you're doing well." "You seem to be doing well too," I said, forcing myself to maintain eye contact with her. Camille's dress showed off some ample cleavage, and I was having a hard time not admiring it. I'm a professional. I couldn't have made it this far if I checked out my patients like a pervert. It was difficult though because I am still a man, and Camille was different. "Paola mentioned you were in a hurry to get back to work so I won't take too much of your time," I said. "If you'd like to reschedule, we can arrange for you to see Dr. Garcia another time." "I can't reschedule," she sighed. "There are no other doctors here today?" "No, I'm afraid not," I said. "It's just me at the moment." She took a deep breath, and the smile that had been on her face earlier fell as she stared at her hands. She picked at her perfectly manicured nails as if the nail polish was chipping, but she was only fidgeting. She looked tense and uncomfortable. "I mean, I guess it's been ten years or so since we –" she cut herself off, clearing her throat before continuing, "I think it'll be fine. You're a professional, after all." "Of course," I said, my voice softening. "I take my job very seriously, and what happened in our past will stay in the past, Camille." She turned her face up and met my gaze. In her eyes, I saw so much pain. I was taken aback at first, assuming that look was because of me, but then she wiped at her eyes and shook her head. "I'm here because my fiancé – err, my ex-fiancé – believes I can't have children." I pulled out her file, read through some of the notes from her past visits. "Have you seen a fertility specialist before?" I asked. She shook her head, and again, she looked away. "No, but we've been trying for well over a year, and there's been no luck." "You know it takes two to make a baby, right?" I asked. "It very well could be –" "He apparently got another woman pregnant pretty recently." "Oh," I said, closing the file. I figured that this went deeper than her medical history anyway. Her blue eyes were wide and filled with fear as she looked to me for answers. Being in this field, I often worked with women worried about their fertility. She wouldn't be the first woman I'd seen who was fearful about her chances of ever having a baby. She just so happened to be first who'd admitted such personal details as to why she believed she was the problem. "You'd been trying for a year, no birth control?" I asked. "I was never on the pill, I used non-hormonal methods. No hormones to wean myself off of, I thought I'd get pregnant pretty easily, but –" she stammered, taking a deep breath and seeming to gather her composure before speaking again, "but obviously that hasn't happened. As you should be able to see in my history, my periods have never been regular, and while I've never been diagnosed officially, Dr. Garcia suspected I might suffer from ovarian cysts." I opened the file again and looked through the notes, studying them a little more in depth. There was one little note mentioning some discomfort and cramping from a few months back, which could be cysts, or it could have been cramps. "Is there something we can do, Preston?" she asked.pregnating her and proving that prick ex of hers wrong caused a tightness low in my groin. Or maybe, just the idea of being with her again was causing it. Either way, blood rushed down my body, forcing me to turn away from Camille, afraid she'd notice my reaction. "Well, I will complete an exam, and we can run some tests," I said and cleared my throat. I cursed at my lower body as I pretended to read through her file some more, waiting for my shaft to get the message that this wasn't the time or place for such antics. As soon as I felt my body listening to me, I turned back around and gave her what I hoped was a comforting smile. "Do you mind lying down for me?" I asked.	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