When Sloan Casey was at her lowest point at 17, she met Alex Abrams. Though sheltered it was almost as if Alex brought her back to life through her struggles. But after falling for Alex, the last thing she expected was for him to ghost her.
But what...
As we reach the end of Shattered I would like to dedicate the epilogue to aleidhaRL,who has been an avid supporter of my books and especially this one; this wouldn't be here without her, Thank you 🤍
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Staring at it almost felt weird, maybe even unbelievable. I'd seen it before, but that spring of happiness didn't last long. I waited to tell Adonis, but I lost it before I could. It was devastating, but we healed and made it through.
We stopped trying a bit ago, and now our one-year anniversary is creeping up on us. I didn't want to wait to tell him; I simply was too afraid.
I don't allow myself to be fully happy.
I'm more so scared staring at the positive pregnancy test. It only meant so many things: a lifetime of happiness or soon news that would cause me further pain. It's unimaginable in ways, losing something you never fully had.
I had known for about a day last time before it was gone and completely out of my control. Telling Adonis was the harder part, but he held my hand through it all. He understood and held me as I couldn't sleep at night.
My stomach felt in knots; my eyes blurred because of the tears. I was pregnant just three months after our miscarriage. We'd been trying for over a year now but stopped after. I needed time to heal, and we didn't put pressure on it.
"Sloan?" My heart began to thump at the sound of his voice. I stood staring at the test as my feet grounded me to the cold bathroom tile. I watched as his shoes moved in front of my feet, and as I looked up to meet him, I just nodded.
The softest chuckle could be heard from him, and I turned to show him the digital test. I wasn't here to play the guessing game with lines. I wanted a straight-out answer. I had missed my period two days ago. Then, I felt nauseous this morning, causing my suspicions to get the best of me. But I didn't expect anything of it.
"You're pregnant, princess?" His voice has a light to it, something I've missed. Something that makes my heart swarm. He holds me tight, and I can't seem to think straight.
"Yeah, I guess I am." Tears streamed from my cheeks as a kiss was placed against my forehead. His arms wrapped tight around me as he rested his chin on my head, rocking me slowly in his arms.
We vacate the bathroom, and he pulls me towards the kitchen. He demands dinner from me, whatever my craving. I simply didn't have one. Was that bad?
