“Quick,” I hissed to Viona, snapping my fingers. “Get your phone ready!”Sputtering on her coffee, Viona fumbled with her phone and nearly dropped it in her haste. We both watched, wide-eyed, as Jake greeted Drake with a warm hug.“Holy shit,” Viona whispered, snapping pictures furiously. “He’s actu
Hannah & NoahHannah’s POVAmber hesitated for a moment in the doorway, her eyes darting warily between Viona and me. Finally, she took a seat in the empty chair, setting her purse down beside her.“What’s all this about?” she asked. “You’re kind of freaking me out.”I exchanged a glance with Viona,
Before we could say anything, she was already dialing his number. Viona and I exchanged worried glances as the phone rang.“Jake?” Amber said when he picked up. Her voice was cold, controlled. “We need to talk. Now.”There was a pause as Jake responded.“No, not later. Now,” Amber insisted. “I know
Hannah“Wow, Amber,” I breathed as I stepped into the vacation rental. My eyes widened as I took in the spacious living room with its vaulted ceiling and panoramic windows overlooking the mountains. “You really outdid yourself with this place.”She really did, too; the rental she had picked out was
HannahThe man smiled down at me, his piercing blue eyes meeting mine. I could feel my friends bristling with excitement behind me, causing my cheeks to flush red.“Oh, thanks, but that’s not necessary,” I said, flashing my wedding ring. “I’m married.”The man’s eyes flickered to my ring, but to my
I reached out and gave her hand a squeeze. “There’s no way you could have known, Amber. Jake was good at hiding it.”“I guess,” she said with a shrug. “It’s just... I thought I knew him, you know? And now I feel like I never really did.”We spent the rest of the meal comforting Amber and making plan
NoahTossing and turning on the lumpy office couch, Noah checked his phone for what felt like the hundredth time that night. The screen remained stubbornly blank, no new messages from Hannah.He ran a hand through his hair, his frustration mounting.“Damn it, Hannah,” he muttered under his breath. “
And the way she was looking at him... well, it had been a long time since anyone had looked at him like that.A fleeting thought crossed his mind then. What if Hannah was cheating with Drake after all? Would it really be so bad if he...?But no. Noah pushed the thought away immediately. He knew in h
“Almost done…” she murmured, leaning in with a touch of gloss for my lips. I couldn’t help but laugh at how serious she looked, as if I were some delicate art piece she was trying to perfect. Finally, she stepped back with a smile. “There. Now, the dress.” Amber was already at my side, helping m
Hannah The next morning, I woke with a flutter in my stomach that had nothing to do with morning sickness. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I blinked up at the ceiling, letting that first realization sink in. It was the day of our wedding. In le
Hannah Mornings had gotten louder since Melody learned to walk. And she wasn’t just walking—she was trying to run, arms flapping and her chubby legs barely holding her up as she went. This morning, she seemed to be hell bent on dashing down the hallway as Noah tried to brush his teeth and I hunted
I laughed, hoping it sounded more natural than I felt. “Hey, I can spoil you once in a while if I want. Just because it’s a Thursday doesn’t mean I can’t surprise you.” We chatted about our day as we ate, filling each other in on all the usual things. But every so often, his eyes would flicker to
Hannah My hands shook a little as I straightened the delicate flower crown over Melody’s soft hair, adjusting it so the petals framed her tiny face just right. She blinked up at me with those wide, innocent eyes, slapping her hands contentedly on the top of her high chair. I smiled as I ran my f
Hannah By the time we stepped out of the ring, it felt as if my entire body was on fire. Every muscle seemed to be taut, every heartbeat one thump away from shifting. I couldn’t tell if I wanted to run circles around the building or maybe tear up the walls like a caged animal. What was wrong wit
Hannah For what felt like the hundredth time that morning, I sidestepped Drake’s punch with ease, narrowly dodging his hook. Training with him had become an obsession of mine lately. He’d pushed me in ways I hadn’t expected, helping me learn how to use my speed and endurance instead of relying on
Noah pushed himself harder, letting out a playful howl as he gained on her, the hunt pulsing through his veins like a drug. She glanced back, her ears twitching, and he saw her eyes flash with excitement before she put on an extra burst of speed. It became a game of cat and mouse, each of them pus
Noah For the millionth time that morning, Noah’s gaze drifted from the stack of papers on his desk to the stretch of forest that was visible through the office window. The afternoon light filtered through the trees, casting that familiar, deep green hue over the landscape. Just seeing the expans