William’s POV:Upon finding out that Caroline had disappeared before the party was over, I was filled with an immense sense of annoyance. Was it really so hard for her to accept being with me? She’s probably flirting with Martin behind my back again, I thought to myself, causing a bolt of anger to flash through my veins. My hand tightened around my wine glass, growing increasingly unhappy at the thought of them together, probably talking trash about me while I was busy hosting this party. Could she really be so shameless?“William!” came my mother’s voice from afar. I forced myself away from my stewing thoughts to look over at my mother’s approaching form. At her side was Martin, who was still missing his suit jacket and was approaching with a look of amused contempt. On one hand, I was relieved to see that Caroline was not with Martin, but on the other, I detested seeing Martin in general.“Mama,” I greeted my mother, trying to ignore the man beside her. “Are you enjoying your par
William’s POV:The day I grew to hate Thomas West was the same day I started dating Caroline. Roughly two years prior to our divorce, I was on my way to meet Sophia at a coffee shop we both frequented. It was a pleasure we partook in weekly after we became friends. We tended to talk about a variety of things, whether it be our day, things going on with our families, or hobbies we enjoyed, like photography.Sophia was a skilled photographer, something she demonstrated for me often. Her talent was what had gotten us acquainted in the first place, in fact. Photography had been a rather large passion of mine when I was younger, but I had to quit my dream of going professional after I had to take over the family business. Sophia had reignited my passion for the craft, and we discussed it often overI had been single at the time, but if I were to ever take someone as my girlfriend, Sophia would have been a perfect match for me. What I felt for Sophia was not love, however. We were just fri
William’s POV:In the days that followed Sophia’s last text, I agonized over the mystery surrounding it. I wracked my brain, trying to understand who could have possibly forced Sophia out of the city, or why they would target such a wonderful woman. She had no fame or fortune. By all means, she seem
Caroline’s POV:To say the press went crazy after the announcement of our divorce would be an understatement. Rumors of my husband’s affair and our impending divorce stirred up headlines everywhere and it seemed like every day there was another news story about us. The media loved a villian, and Wil
Caroline’s POV:As the days passed and chemo began to zap away my strength, I gradually began to grow weaker and more gaunt. With each glance in the mirror, I felt like a little more of me was being drained away by the day. I looked awful, and it would only be a matter of time before my hair would e
Caroline’s POV:I could have seen that crash play out in front of me a hundred times, and yet I still wouldn’t have believed what I just saw. He’d deliberately hit Martin’s car in an attempt to abscond with me trapped in his car. Was William crazy? Any fear that remained in me swiftly morphed into
Caroline’s POVA tense silence filled the room. William and I were too stunned to speak as the red mark in his cheek burned. Finally, as if in a fit of sobriety, William got off of me.William endeavored to speak, but he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a minute of floundering for what to say,
Caroline’s POV:Silence reigned as William’s mind struggled to comprehend my words. Slowly, he grabbed a bottle of booze off of the coffee table and took a swig, followed by a look of genuine disbelief.“You won’t die,” he said at last, his voice cracking with emotion. “You can’t die. If you die, th
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:My stomach dropped like an anvil at Jean’s reminder. If the people found out that one of the country’s top designers was the supposedly dead ex-wife of billionaire William Anderson, I’m going to face a crisis of public opinion. The press wouldn’t leave me alone.Worse still,
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:After stepping away from Jean, I was met with Daniel, whose face was lit up with nothing but joy. “Mommy! Mommy, did you see me? Daddy say they like me!”A smile renewed itself on my face and I squeezed his hand. “I did! You were so handsome up there! The judges passed you wi
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:Whatever Jean and Bella were talking about looked fairly serious. Bella seemed outright afraid of Jean, and while I respected my former mentor, I didn’t want there to be any quarrels just before the fashion show.So, I eased myself closer, pretending to listen to a different
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:Numerous eyes studied my stolid expression looking for that sign of weakness that I had honed myself to never show. I didn’t blame them — who didn’t love a bit of gossip? Perhaps three years ago, I would have been steeped in humiliation. That was not the woman who I was anym
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:I felt only discomfort at William’s words. The mask was off, and there was no pretending that I wasn’t the woman he thought I was. He used Daniel to lure me out of the woodworks, and now utilized his own son as a way to keep in contact with me. The aspects of myself I had wor
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:I returned to the office building with a scowl written over my face. I came to stand outside my office, taking a deep breath to prepare myself, before barging through. “Alright, William, let’s not waste any—” I stopped when I was met with an empty room. My brow furrowed and
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:We woke up early the next day, where Selena complained of a light hangover. It was quickly rectified by some water and a light snack, and we spent the morning chatting over our shared interest in fashion. Though she did most of the talking, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Selena co
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:A crack of thunder echoed from outside my open window. I closed my book and took a look outside, only for the first droplets of rainfall to hit my nose. A yawn was drawn out of me as I closed my window, and I got ready for a nice rest in bed. Just as my eyes were beginning t
Caroline/ Evelyn’s POV:The cut was accidentally caused in the brawl with the creeps that tried to take advantage of Selena. I had ignored that I’d been cut so deeply, too distracted by caring for Selena. Had she not spoken a word, I would have almost forgotten about it.“I can take care of it mysel