All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 12

SARAH

Aaron might have been right about a lot of things he said last night. Yes, I fear failure even more than I fear death. And yes, maybe my greatest fear is being alone. But I am not alone.

I mean, I have a brother halfway across the globe willing to hop on the first flight to come and “save” me. And I have employees who…

I chuckle at the mere thought. Last night was a lot, but when I managed to drag myself from the floor onto the couch, I realized my phone was blown up with a lot of notifications. I was tagged to the post Debbi Rose made about me. But the comments didn’t seem to go the way she thought it would. I recognized ten of Wellspring’s employees, including Luke, calling her out in the comment section.

They stood up for me without being asked. That means something, right? Why do I have to forget all the good in the world just because I ended up in the devil’s bed?

I am standing in front of my bathroom mirror, my bare feet on the cold tiles, as I slowly massage my mosturizer into the skin of my face.

It’s clear Aaron isn’t going to change. He was right when he said that I hoped he would. There’s nothing to hold on to anymore. The longer I wait, the more he’s going to pull me down with him until I become a shadow of myself that even I will not be able to recognize.

I swallow the sob in my throat as I look down at my wedding ring. It’s been on my finger for six years. It was as a symbol of hope, of the love I once shared with Aaron. All of that is gone now.

Slowly, I reach for my ring finger and pull the ring off. I stretch my fingers out in the light so I can see clearly. It feels odd, but free.

I smile to myself and place it on the toilet sink. He can do with it whatever he wants when he sees it, but I am never touching it again. People will talk when they realize I no longer have it on, but with the trending video and everything, I’m sure they’ll understand.

I wrap my long red hair into a ponytail, grab my gym bag from the bed, and head over to my boxing gym.

Once I walk into the facility, a catch a glimpse of a very familiar figure.

Tall, short blonde hair wrapped in a messy ponytail, lean back and skinny butt.

Hailey freaking Dawson.

My brother’s ex-fiancée, and my former boxing instructor.

Her blue eyes light up with surprise when she sees me. She immediately lets go of the man’s right arm, excuses herself, and jogs towards me.

“Oh my goodness! Am I seeing right, or are my eyes deceiving me?”

I chuckle as she throws her arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

“Is it you, Sarah? Do I need to get my contacts?”

“No, no.” I shake my head as I laugh. God. It feels so good to see a familiar face that isn’t Aaron’s or anyone from work.

The hug lingers for a while, and I move away slowly when I notice my eyes start to tear up. Hailey and I used to be very close until…well…her wedding with Kevin was called off. My brother might be able to win brother of the century, but he wasn’t the best romantic partner. At least that’s what Hailey would say.

“It’s been four years. Didn’t your husband insist you build a gym close to home or something?” Hailey asks as she leads me into the gym.

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