ANNALISE'S POVAs the car pulled up to the event venue, my heart began to race even more in my chest. The red carpet stretched ahead, illuminated by flashes from cameras and the low buzz of murmured anticipation from the gathered crowd. Once upon a time, this was the reality of my life, but then I left. Now it seemed that no matter what I did, this was my fate. I was born for the spotlight. My eyes flickered over the place. As Caroline said, this was a huge event. Every major player in high society would be here, and tonight, they would see me. The possibility of running into Kathrine, Diego, or even my parents was not slim. I had to mentally prepare myself for anything. No more playing hide and seek. It was time to get my head into the game and take everything back. My fingers tightened around Hope’s small hand, her soft skin grounding me in the moment. I glanced down to find her looking up at me with her bright and wide eyes. Somehow, they reminded me of Diego's, but I s
DIEGO'S POVMy heart thundered in my chest as I stared into space. She looked so different from the person I once knew. Even if she was different, she was still Annalise—the woman I grew to love without even realizing it. Just like the first time I met her, she was shining like the star she was, flashing her warm smile. Guilt crept into my heart the more I stared at her. My eyes darted to her side, and my heart stopped when I saw the little girl standing beside her. A sharp pain cut through my chest, and I forced air out of my lungs. My hands tightened over the frame of my glass, my gaze glued on the mini version of Annalise. Was she married? That wasn’t possible, right? How could she be married so soon—and worse, with a kid? My thoughts began to spiral out of control when I felt a nudge on my arm. "Babe, what's going through your mind?" Katherine's voice rang in my ears. Suddenly, I felt a rush of raw emotions. I grabbed her wrist, my movements sharp and abrupt. The sight
Annalise's Point of View"What are you doing here?"Those were the words my own father said to his daughter, whom he hadn’t seen in five years. Did he really despise me that much? Why did he hate me and love Katherine? Wasn’t I his blood too?My thoughts began to spiral out of control, but I forced a smile to my lips. They didn’t need to know what was going on inside me. They didn’t need to know how much his words had pierced my heart. Besides, it was too late to crave fatherly affection from a man who wouldn’t think twice before running me over with a truck.My eyes darted to the side, and the sight of Katherine and Diego made me want to puke. As usual, she took her role very seriously, clinging to him as if he were the only thing that mattered. He just stood there, his expression unreadable, but I couldn’t help noticing how his eyes softened when they landed on me.I snapped my head back to my father and held his gaze.“Mr. Romeo. It’s an honor to see you again,” I said with a curt
ANNALISE'S POVWith a stealthy turn, I stared at my sister again—the nemesis of my problems. I had plenty to thank her for, but that was no excuse for what she did to me."What do you want this time?" I asked, half-concerned as my tone hung low with a dangerous edge. "Haven't you done enough for one evening? Some might think you're deliberately trying to piss me off."Katherine's eyes glimmered, her lips forming into a smile before she rolled her eyes."Yes." Her voice dragged on, her eyes scanning the crowd as she leaned forward until her perfume hit my nostrils. "What if I am?"I smirked, letting out a scoff with a smug expression. Since my sister was unwilling to reveal her evil intentions, there was no use in trying to play nice or fair."Find something better to do so those wrinkles tugging at the sides of your eyes might just ease up a bit."As the words hit her, Katherine's smile faltered, and she blinked furiously.There was no way she expected that, I thought.My eyes cast a
ANNALISE’S POVI watched as Diego took Katherine away and rolled my eyes. "Finally, some peace and quiet."Jackson’s arm formed a protective barrier around my waist. "I hope they didn’t scare you."My eyes swept onto him, studying his expression. I was staring at him, but I couldn’t shake that word out of my head. "I’m fine," I replied to ease his worries."Mommy, I’m thirsty." Hope’s voice made me instinctively whip my head in her direction.Her big round eyes stared up at me with longing. I gave her a nod, and before I could speak, Jackson moved further to scoop her into his arms."If you’re so thirsty, why don’t I take you to the chefs? I’m sure they can give you something sweet. If you’re hungry, I can also ask them to give you some nice dessert."I muffled a laugh as Hope’s face contorted into her usual frown whenever she was around Jackson. It was obvious she wasn’t happy around him. Reluctantly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, still giving him the wicked bombastic side-ey
ANNALISE'S POV "No, it can't be."The words echoed in my head, over and over, as I stood frozen in the doorway. My hands trembled, clutching the doorframe, my breath shallow and erratic. This couldn't be real. This couldn’t be happening. Yet, here I was, staring at the sight before me "It couldn't be," I whispered, the words barely escaping my throat. My pulse quickened, pounding in my ears like the beat of war drums. With a hand over my chest i gave it a gentle squeeze hoping it will numb the pain inside but it was just a wishful thinking. My husband, Diego, lay curled up in our bed with a woman wrapped in his arms. His hold on her was tender, protective, the kind of embrace I had never experienced from him. Not once in our entire marriage. The dull ache in my chest deepened into something sharp as i stared at them with envy. I had long accepted that ours was an arranged marriage, orchestrated by our parents for the sake of business and status. Diego had never cared for me
ANNALISE'S POV"I want a divorce," I said firmly, despite being overwhelmed with pain.My heart felt like it was being ripped out of my chest.He shook his head, still unwilling to accept our new reality."You can't," he whispered, choking on his words."You can't leave me."I bit the inside of my lip, forcing myself to meet his gaze.My eyes were cold, void of the love I once felt for him."It’s over between us, Diego. You don’t get to decide what I do with my life anymore."I turned and headed for the door, my footsteps heavy with finality, but before I could take another step, I felt his hand wrap around me from behind, and I froze.That familiar scent hit my nostrils. One I knew all too well, the one that used to give me butterflies. Now, it only stirred up disgust, a bitter reminder of how much had changed.My breath hitched, tears threatening to spill as I fought the growing ache in my chest.He got what he wanted, so why was he still acting this way?Why was he acting like he c
ANNALISE'S POVThe next day, I woke up to the sound of running water, a steady stream filling the quiet room. My head was throbbing, a dull ache pulsing behind my eyes. I pressed my hand to my head, hoping to find some form of relief from the pain. "My head is killing me," I muttered softly. I blinked, trying to shake the grogginess that clung to me like a thick fog. I didn’t recognize my surroundings. The walls were unfamiliar and I shifted in the bed, the sheets cool against my bare skin, and it hit me. Bare skin.My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I shot up, my heart pounding wildly in my chest as realization washed over me. "Oh God," I gasped, placing a hand over my mouth. The events of last night came rushing back like a tidal wave, crashing over me with relentless force.I had slept with a stranger. My body trembled with embarrassment, my stomach churning with the nauseating mix of regret and shame.How could I let my pain get the best of me, causing me to fal
ANNALISE’S POVI watched as Diego took Katherine away and rolled my eyes. "Finally, some peace and quiet."Jackson’s arm formed a protective barrier around my waist. "I hope they didn’t scare you."My eyes swept onto him, studying his expression. I was staring at him, but I couldn’t shake that word out of my head. "I’m fine," I replied to ease his worries."Mommy, I’m thirsty." Hope’s voice made me instinctively whip my head in her direction.Her big round eyes stared up at me with longing. I gave her a nod, and before I could speak, Jackson moved further to scoop her into his arms."If you’re so thirsty, why don’t I take you to the chefs? I’m sure they can give you something sweet. If you’re hungry, I can also ask them to give you some nice dessert."I muffled a laugh as Hope’s face contorted into her usual frown whenever she was around Jackson. It was obvious she wasn’t happy around him. Reluctantly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, still giving him the wicked bombastic side-ey
ANNALISE'S POVWith a stealthy turn, I stared at my sister again—the nemesis of my problems. I had plenty to thank her for, but that was no excuse for what she did to me."What do you want this time?" I asked, half-concerned as my tone hung low with a dangerous edge. "Haven't you done enough for one evening? Some might think you're deliberately trying to piss me off."Katherine's eyes glimmered, her lips forming into a smile before she rolled her eyes."Yes." Her voice dragged on, her eyes scanning the crowd as she leaned forward until her perfume hit my nostrils. "What if I am?"I smirked, letting out a scoff with a smug expression. Since my sister was unwilling to reveal her evil intentions, there was no use in trying to play nice or fair."Find something better to do so those wrinkles tugging at the sides of your eyes might just ease up a bit."As the words hit her, Katherine's smile faltered, and she blinked furiously.There was no way she expected that, I thought.My eyes cast a
Annalise's Point of View"What are you doing here?"Those were the words my own father said to his daughter, whom he hadn’t seen in five years. Did he really despise me that much? Why did he hate me and love Katherine? Wasn’t I his blood too?My thoughts began to spiral out of control, but I forced a smile to my lips. They didn’t need to know what was going on inside me. They didn’t need to know how much his words had pierced my heart. Besides, it was too late to crave fatherly affection from a man who wouldn’t think twice before running me over with a truck.My eyes darted to the side, and the sight of Katherine and Diego made me want to puke. As usual, she took her role very seriously, clinging to him as if he were the only thing that mattered. He just stood there, his expression unreadable, but I couldn’t help noticing how his eyes softened when they landed on me.I snapped my head back to my father and held his gaze.“Mr. Romeo. It’s an honor to see you again,” I said with a curt
DIEGO'S POVMy heart thundered in my chest as I stared into space. She looked so different from the person I once knew. Even if she was different, she was still Annalise—the woman I grew to love without even realizing it. Just like the first time I met her, she was shining like the star she was, flashing her warm smile. Guilt crept into my heart the more I stared at her. My eyes darted to her side, and my heart stopped when I saw the little girl standing beside her. A sharp pain cut through my chest, and I forced air out of my lungs. My hands tightened over the frame of my glass, my gaze glued on the mini version of Annalise. Was she married? That wasn’t possible, right? How could she be married so soon—and worse, with a kid? My thoughts began to spiral out of control when I felt a nudge on my arm. "Babe, what's going through your mind?" Katherine's voice rang in my ears. Suddenly, I felt a rush of raw emotions. I grabbed her wrist, my movements sharp and abrupt. The sight
ANNALISE'S POVAs the car pulled up to the event venue, my heart began to race even more in my chest. The red carpet stretched ahead, illuminated by flashes from cameras and the low buzz of murmured anticipation from the gathered crowd. Once upon a time, this was the reality of my life, but then I left. Now it seemed that no matter what I did, this was my fate. I was born for the spotlight. My eyes flickered over the place. As Caroline said, this was a huge event. Every major player in high society would be here, and tonight, they would see me. The possibility of running into Kathrine, Diego, or even my parents was not slim. I had to mentally prepare myself for anything. No more playing hide and seek. It was time to get my head into the game and take everything back. My fingers tightened around Hope’s small hand, her soft skin grounding me in the moment. I glanced down to find her looking up at me with her bright and wide eyes. Somehow, they reminded me of Diego's, but I s
ANNALISE'S POVAs expected, my sister wasted no time in painting me as the villain in front of the manager. Unbelievable. She was the very definition of a goody two-shoes, always trying to look like the saint while, in reality, she was a wolf in sheep’s clothing—a monster hidden behind a pretty smile.“Is what she said true?” Mr. Evans asked, casting a stern look in my direction.I crossed my arms and pressed my lips into a thin line. “I don’t have to explain myself to you,” I replied firmly.And I was right. Whatever opinion they held of me didn’t matter. It didn’t define who I was.“Miss, I’m so sorry for the inconvenience,” he said, turning to Katherine with an apologetic tone.I scoffed inwardly. As if his apology would finally satisfy her. But imagine my surprise when Mr. Evans gave me a slight bow, shifting his attention away from her.Katherine’s face flushed red as she bit down on her lip, her fingers digging into the fabric of the dress she was holding. For a moment, I thoug
ANNALISE'S POV"Oh my, Annalise. I didn't even expect to see you here," Katherine says in a sly voice, but I couldn’t miss the fire in her eyes.Her hands were still clinging to the gown. Neither of us wanted to let go. "The dress is mine," I said dryly, but her face tightened."I got it before you did." She gave me a stern look, but her sassy attitude was the least of my concern."Alright. It seems that stealing is a hobby. You can have it."My hands slipped from the dress, and I crossed my arms over my chest. I didn’t break eye contact; I kept my gaze firm, hoping it would sink into her skull that I was not her toy.I was not her sister who would do anything to please her. The only reason I decided to let this go was because I was too big to be dragging dresses with her. I could buy the whole boutique if I wanted to.She bit the side of her lip, and I smirked. I guess I hit a nerve. This was just the beginning of my payback for what she had taken from me."When are you going to tell
ANNALISE'S POVMy lips curved into a sly smile as I narrowed my gaze at Caroline, who looked worried about my expression."What?" I shrugged as the smile widened. "You were the one who said I should live a little, right? That’s what I plan to do, so don’t be scared."Caroline gave me a long look before shaking her head."I don’t think this will end well. Especially when you do that eye thing." Caroline pursed her lips, her shoulders slumping slightly."What eye thing?"My voice rose slightly above normal, and my eyes instinctively squinted."Forget it. What’s the plan you have in mind?" she asked, leaning back on her elbows.Hope’s little hand tightened around my neck, and I cradled her closer, feeling her warm, steady breaths against my skin. My little angel was fast asleep. I exhaled, gently caressing the back of her neck.The journey must have taken a toll on her."Is she sleeping?" Caroline arched her brows, stretching her neck to get a glimpse of Hope’s face."Yeah, she is."I lo
ANNALISE'S POV"Well, honestly, he didn’t say much." Caroline pursed her lips, and I had to hold back a scoff. It was hard to believe her."He didn’t say much, and you just decided to pack up your bags with my daughter and show up in town?" I arched a brow, my skepticism was palpable. This was so typical of Caroline—always jumping headfirst into something without thinking it through."Sweetheart, I found it really hard to believe you." She shot back defensively, but I could see the tension in her shoulders."Alright, fine." Caroline rolled her eyes, her pout deepening. "Promise you won’t be mad."I narrowed my eyes, my suspicion growing. Just what game was this girl playing?“Jackson doubled the money for our contract,” she finally blurted out, and my heart sank. “I could refuse the offer again, but…”I threw my hands up in frustration. “Oh, of course! Why wouldn’t he? You always were his golden ticket to success.” I loved Caroline, truly, but her ambition was sometimes blinding. B