Caroline’s POV:Upon arriving at the villa, I hesitated. This place haunted me with so many toxic memories that made it a struggle to even step inside. I vividly remembered the injustice of Sophia suddenly bursting in and accusing me of hurting George with the milk powder she had indirectly poisone
Caroline’s POV:As my consciousness gradually returned to me to the waking world, the first thing I felt was a light tap on my shoulder. It was light and soft, like that of a friend.When I opened my eyes, however, there in front of me was William, holding George in his arms and looking at me with a
Caroline’s POV:“Caroline! Caroline, what’s going on? Open the door, please!”My head was spinning from the loss of blood and I could feel my muscles locking up as I coughed up another wave of crimson. My stomach was in agony and I had to grip the edge of the sink tightly to gather my bearings. I co
Caroline’s POV:A burst of anxiety shot through me upon seeing William, but months of hardship had allowed me to mask it with ease. I would need to keep a cool facade in order to protect those I cared for. If I acted too nervously, it would easily arouse William’s suspicion. Thankfully, it just so
Caroline’s POV:“Caroline, I just want to talk.” William argued, and there was a hint of bitterness in his voice. Come on! I was the one who should be bitter, wasn’t I?Unable to take it any longer, I shot up in bed, glaring daggers at William. He jerked in surprise, his eyes wide and waiting for my
Caroline’s POV:Tick.Tick. Tick. The steady beat of the clock’s hands had become a subtle yet torturous presence within the master bedroom. With sleep persistently avoiding me, I got up and planned to find something to do until I felt the call of the bed. I was originally planning on picking out a
William’s POV:After driving out to deal with Sophia’s issues, I was left tired and extremely annoyed. Things between Sophia and I were growing worse and even more complicated than I had ever thought possible. It felt like every moment I spent thinking about her was only making my feelings more and
Caroline’s POV:Anxiety welled up inside of me at William’s question. He had just caught me red-handed and I had no defense. No excuse in the world could explain why I was in his study, clearly digging through his desk.Was he angry? He didn’t look mad, but there could very well be some rage simmeri