Dana
I picked up the bags with my belongings and got up from the floor. Rachel's gaze was still fixed on me.
I wanted to say so many things to her, but I had to swallow my words. If she truly got enraged, Rachel wouldn't hesitate to hit me or harm me. Her crazy look made that clear.
I almost ran to the door with tears in my eyes. I was tired of the injustice that permeated my life. I had to go to the hospital to get checked because I was afraid for my babies. Fortunately, everything was fine, but they wanted to admit me for a day to make sure. I had to refuse, even though I knew it was the right thing to do. If I didn't leave, Rachel would kill me.
I had to buy a suitcase for the trip and went to see my mother. She had no idea what had happened in my life, and I didn't plan to tell her the truth. Mom would have a heart attack and would go to kill Demian if she found out. Mom suffered too much when my father left her for Rachel's mother.
I decided to take the example my mother gave me when she divorced: she didn't need a man to be happy and raise her daughter. Seeing my mother gave me the strength to continue on my path.
"Why do you bring that suitcase, dear?"
"I had to buy one. Mine were broken. Demian and I are going on a little vacation," I lied. I felt like the worst person in the world. My mother deserved the truth.
I wanted to tell her I was pregnant, but I couldn't.
"Really? Where are you going?"
Something stirred within me.
"We don't know yet," I smiled falsely.
"Do you know? A few days ago, I saw Rachel in a baby store. It seems she's pregnant. Did you know that?"
My heart pounded hard.
Yes, of course, I knew. That child was Demian's, my ex-husband.
"I didn't know," I pretended.
"And have you and Demian talked about having children again? Do you still feel like you're not ready?"
Of course, I didn't feel ready after what happened. But the love I had for my children was enormous and unexplainable. I didn't know how we would make it, but I was sure we would get through it together. I promised myself that Demian would never find out about my children. He couldn't be near them because he was a piece of shit. They would be in danger around Rachel. I would be an excellent mother to my children, and they would never feel the lack of a father. I would work hard to be a better person.
"No..." I didn't know what else to say.
"Are you feeling okay, Dana? You look pale."
"I'm fine." I lost count of how many lies I had told since I arrived.
I left my mother's house. My suitcase was already packed and ready to go. My trip would depart soon, and I didn't want to leave. But I had to. I didn't feel safe in California.
The hours approached. While I was in the taxi, I cried without stopping. I felt like I would dehydrate. I didn't even care if the taxi driver saw me.
My flight was about to take off, so I ran to the plane and took my seat.
A new life would begin for me. I left California with a broken heart and a world of secrets. It was my children and me against the world.
Upon landing in California, I didn't know where to find a job. I knew I couldn't live my whole life on the money I had saved, so I had to find some means of support. I had never asked for a job in my life, so I didn't even know how to make an attractive resume, but I did it while the taxi took me to the hotel where I would stay for a few days until I found a permanent place.
The city was so different from California. A knot in my stomach wouldn't let me rest. Sadness and anger still overwhelmed me, as I couldn't get the image of Rachel threatening me on the stairs out of my mind. I knew that incident would linger in my mind for a while because fear had seeped into my veins.
I became prey, a target of hatred for my stepsister. She had taken everything from me.
DanaI entered a bar. I saw they were looking for someone to work serving drinks. I was never good with drinks since I wasn't used to drinking, so I had no idea about the types of alcohol or how to prepare them. However, I wanted to have a job. I needed it. A girl attended to me. "We haven't opened yet, dear," she kindly informed me. "I didn't come to drink anything. I came to look for a job. I saw the sign at the entrance and wanted to try my luck here." "Do you have experience with drinks?" "No," I made a face. "Then, I don't think you'd be suitable for the job. They're looking for a bartender. Besides, the boss wants to hire a man." I felt disappointed. I knew my job search had just begun, but I felt desperate. The money I had saved wouldn't last me a lifetime. Demian took everything from me. "Is there someone I can talk to? I'm not an expert in drinks, but I learn fast. Please, I need a chance." The girl made a face. "I'm sorry, but I'm not the bar owner, so I can't make
Demian Leaving Dana has been a very tough decision, but I was forced to do it after finding out what she did. After what Rachel told me about my wife, I was surprised by the woman I had married. I never thought Dana would be capable of keeping me away from our three-year-old son and threatening her stepsister. But that's what she did. So, I had to decide to leave her and found solace in Rachel's arms when I found out her son was also mine. When I saw Rachel's pain over what happened, I was deeply moved. I decided to protect her. Before I knew it, I had fallen in love with Rachel again and found myself in a secret relationship. I didn't like being cruel to people; I've been tough and treated Dana coldly with my actions. My hurting heart couldn't act any other way. It's been two months since Dana and I parted ways, and I haven't stopped thinking about the day I rejected my ex-wife. I don't understand why Dana didn't beg me to stay with her. Why did she agree to leave without asking f
Dana Two months have passed since Demian and I divorced. My belly was growing naturally, and the thought of someone finding out terrified me. The idea of Demian finding out through Jeremy terrified me. Jeremy and I had grown closer, but I still didn't feel completely trusting of him. Jeremy swore he was no longer friends with Demian, but I couldn't believe him. The person I trusted the most was Demian, and he betrayed me with my stepsister. Why would I believe Jeremy? Yet, he was so kind to me. Since I was hired at the cafe thanks to him Jeremy hadn't left the city. I knew he had too much work in the city where he currently resided, but Jeremy refused to leave because he wanted to be near me. There was a knock on my apartment door. It was Jeremy. I smiled at him. "And those roses?" I asked, seeing him with a bouquet. "They're for you," he offered them. "I know you like roses. I saw them on my way and felt like buying them for you. Plus, they'll serve for what I have to tell you.
Dana Jeremy left for the airport hours later. My work schedule started soon, so I got ready to go down to the cafe. I was lucky that Jeremy got me an apartment above my workplace. It was comfortable, and I didn't have to worry about commuting in the city. Now I understand that Jeremy helped me so much because of the love he felt for me. I always felt strange about the attention he had for me, but today I learned the reason. He was in love with me. I never realized it. Demian never told me. I didn't even notice that they stopped being friends because of it. The most surprising thing of all is that Jeremy discovered my pregnancy and didn't say anything about it. He respected my silence and didn't pressure me to tell the truth. My shoulders had one less burden to carry. I felt relieved to talk to Jeremy about my children because it was tough to hide my belly from him. Eventually, he would find out, and he did. Jeremy asked me to be his girlfriend. I told him I would think about it, b
DanaI knew Demian wouldn't stop asking about our kids. I tried to steer the conversation away, but I know he was very clear about why he came to see me. I have no idea how he found out, but he did and that was a big problem.I panicked, but I tried to calm down so he wouldn't notice my desperation.Seeing those eyes brought back a thousand memories from the past. Seeing him shocked me. I had never gone so long without seeing Demian, but after the divorce, everything changed. It was inevitable to think about how much I loved him. But I couldn't dwell on his beauty and memories. The past no longer existed.There was a knock on the door. I felt a pinch of relief because it was my way of getting rid of Demian. However, my werewolf senses detected the scent of a perfume I knew well: Jeremy's perfume.I didn't know what to do. Should I open the door? If I did, Demian would realize that his ex-best friend was here. I didn't owe him anything, but I knew it could create a conflict between the
DemianAfter knowing the truth, I knew I couldn't stand idly by. I had to find Dana and confront her for what she did. I was so furious and desperate to see her and tell her so many things. The anger consumed me.I thought about Rachel. She wouldn't like the idea of me being the father of Dana's children, but it was reality. Rachel deserved to know the truth at some point and support me on this journey, as it wasn't easy. However, the idea of being a father wasn't repulsive to me, but rather how recklessly Dana acted.What kind of person hides their children? Dana had no right!I had to lie to Rachel, telling her I had a work trip tomorrow. She didn't suspect anything but insisted on coming with me. I tried to convince her not to, but I couldn't. Rachel and I traveled to Kansas. She couldn't know what I would do.When we landed in the city, I felt nervous. I had the address of the café where Dana worked. Seeing her after all this time made my heart race. I missed her so much, but I fe
Dana I was nervous. Demian uncovered the whole truth. I don't even know how he did it, but I was afraid. What if he took them away from me? Demian was capable of anything. He didn't care about getting his way. Resentment could be seen in his eyes. I wondered if Rachel knew Demian was here because she was specific in telling me it was in my best interest to never speak to Demian again. I broke the pact I made with her, but it was Demian who forced me to do it. I wasn't expecting his visit. The guys went outside to talk. Jeremy didn't allow me to go with them because he wanted to be the one to resolve the issue. However, Demian behaved aggressively, and I feared they might start a fight in the street. My werewolf senses weren't working as they used to. Since I found out about my pregnancy, I've noticed a decline in my senses. I no longer perceived scents and sounds as before. But I managed to hear the conversation between Demian and Jeremy because they both used a loud tone of voic
DanaI watched in terror as Rachel approached me. Her steps were firm and determined.I knew she wouldn't hurt me in front of the police, but I could swear her words would be as poisonous as her intentions to keep me away from Demian. I didn't want to wait for her to reach me, so I moved my legs to walk away. But Rachel grabbed my arm and forced me to turn around."Long time no see, Dana!" she smiled falsely."Let me go, Rachel.""I'm not going to. We need to talk. We have unfinished business to settle because I believe there are promises you haven't kept.""I haven't done anything wrong," I excused myself. "I don't know what you're thinking, but I have nothing to do with Demian. I kept my promise and never sought him out nor did I intend to plead with him. I didn't even try to convince him again that you're a harpy."Rachel squeezed my arm and gritted her teeth."Don't you dare talk to me like that, do you understand?" she said through clenched teeth."I have to go, Rachel. Let me go