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Chapter 11 : Through hot burning lava

March 10, Wednesday

After the doctor’s appointment, I haven’t stopped looking at nursery ideas on Pinterest. I never got to make a nursery for Lovey when she was a baby, so having the chance to do it with this one brings me joy that I can never explain to a person that has done this before.

Isaac walks into the room and my eyes lit up with excitement, I practically run over to him.

“What’s going on, why are you so excited,” Isaac said confused

“I want to ask you something.”

“Okay, what is it?”

“It’s nothing bad I just... Want to make a nursery.” I said nervously. Isaac loves his house, this is the first home he lives in that he made from the ground up and he’s kind of a perfectionist, I tried to put a vase 3 cm to the left and he couldn’t stop staring at the vase and biting his nails, the fact that he even made room for lovey is a miracle.

“No.” What he said didn’t fully register. No? What does he mean now this man is skating on thin ice?

“What do you mean?” I said tilting my head to the side giving Isaac a serious look on my face. Isaac laughed his pearly white laugh.

“That came out wrong, I said no because I’m thinking of renovating the house.”


“It’s been like this true two years now, I think it’s time for a change.”

“Oh,” I said looking down at the ground in disappointment, Isaac tilted my head up to look into his shimmering dark gray eyes with his forefinger and thumb.

“I’m sorry baby, the renovations will probably take about 5 or 6 months soon as we’re done who did the nursery. I bent my lip and Drew my eyebrows together.

“But, it will take so long.”

“I know,” Isaac said with pleading eyes.

“Okay,” I said in a small voice, he brought his face closer to mine and kissed me.

“You know, it would be nice if you gave me some ideas on the house.”

“Really!” I said parking back up again.

Really, who is this man and what has he done with my Isaac.

Since the doctor’s appointment, Isaac has been so calm, almost like he’s walking on air, but I’m not going to let that bother me you probably just got a good deal at work.


Isaac Collins POV.

2 days earlier, March 8th

“I asked my dad’s previous assistant that got her resume, but she seemed oblivious to what I was talking about, I asked my desk lady and she had no idea, for God’s sake I even asked the vice president of this company and he asked me if I was on cocaine, so tell me.”

Miles looked taken aback, he stood up in a hurry.

“You know what fine it’s Michael, Michael Lawrence,” Miles yelled, obviously crazed. Michael Lawrence is the head of the advertising Department, what motive would he have for doing this, I’ve been nothing but good to him, and in this case I can say that.

“And yes, I know what you’re thinking, why would he do this to me? Well, he owes me money, and I may or may not have forced him to get some things on Rowan.” Miles said with an unnerving smile.

“Do you know how crazy you sound right now? You’re doing this for a girl you don’t even know.”

"I know her, she’s funny, and beautiful and exactly like her. I need her, and you can’t stop me from taking what’s mine. not again.

“Rowan is a person, she’s not mine, she chooses to be with me, and like Cassie, she’s afraid of you.” I could see the psychotic episode coming on in Miles’s face, his eyes were bulging, his fists were clenched and unclenching, and his breath became erratic.

I’m not afraid of him, all he is is a spoiled rich kid with mommy and daddy issues, Cassie was the only one who actually understood him and his fucked up life, I think she managed to make him feel something other than sadness, and ever since she died he’s been searching for that feeling.

When you think about it it’s sad, he tends to fuck up everything he gets close in contact with, I know it wasn't his fault how Cassie died, he's always been a hard partier and she could never keep up, but he pushed her over the edge, and I will never forgive him for that.

I stood up from my chair.

"You know what, Miles I don't really think Cassie even loved you in the first place." Miles's face fell he turned pale and sickly, his Charming egotistical facade fell, and he became what he truly is a junkie.

"Wha... what do you mean?" Miles walked closer to my desk in desperation I could see the big bags under his eyes.

"She liked the idea of you." I think that pushed him off the edge. cuz he was screaming at the top of his lungs crouched to the ground and started to pull his hair.

The door opened and security and the detective I've been working with came into the room, they handcuffed Miles, and as he was leaving the room he looked distraught and ruined.

"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be used against you in a court of law." The officer said his rights as they walked out the door with Miles in handcuffs.

Detective Norman walked up to me.

"We have enough evidence to make a full investigation and to formally arrest him," detective Norman said looking back at Miles.

"That's good."

Detective Norman held a hand out to me,

"It was nice working with you, Mr. Collins." I took his hand and shook it.

"Likewise," I said with a smile, happy that this is finally, finally over.



Present day

Neither Rowan nor the media know about Miles's arrest, and I would really like to keep it that way till the baby comes, but this is the real world so I'm going to have to keep it from Rowan for as long as I can.

So I'm now calling Jeanette, Jeanette seems to know everything about everyone and I'm going to need her to help me keep this away from Rowan.

"Hello?" Jeanette said in confusion on the other side of the phone.


"Ew, why are you calling me?"

"I need you to help me with something."

"You, need me, to help you with something, is it the end of the world or?"

"It's important, you know about miles right?"

"Of course I do, what about it?"

"I need you to keep this information away from Rowan."

"Why wouldn't she be happy and relieved."

"Just, please don't tell her."

"And, what would you do for it?" Oh shit, she's probably going to ask for my kidneys, but I would walk through hot burning lava just to see her smile.

"I want 10 favours."

This is my own personal hell, and I made my bed so I should lay in it.

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