Anthony Stewart

Intro The small town of Willowbrook seemed like the perfect escape. As a journalist burnt out from chasing headlines in the city, I craved the quiet rhythm of rural life. I pictured lazy mornings with coffee on my porch, crackling bonfires under the stars, and stories that came slower, less sensational. What I didn’t picture - what I couldn’t have pictured - was the upheaval that awaited me. It had been a fleeting night, a whirlwind of charm and vulnerability shared over a dimly lit bar counter. I never expected to see Anthony Stewart again, the bestselling author of gritty crime novels whose face graced magazine covers and bestseller lists alike. But now, two months later, a test with two pink lines has rewritten my plans. The quiet life? Gone. A simple story? Not a chance. Somehow, I am carrying the child of a man who writes about murder for a living. A man who is a mystery in and of himself. A man I barely know. And I thought the city was chaotic.