Maxwell's POV,I had spent a week without Amihan, and it felt like an eternity. Every moment without her was filled with emptiness, a black hole in my heart where she used to be. My days were filled with loneliness and regret, my nights were plagued by restless dreams. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the feeling that my happiness was just out of reach, a distant memory that I could never recapture.I was trapped in a prison of my own making, and I didn't know how to escape.The guilt and shame I felt were overwhelming. I had torn down the life I had built for myself, and I had hurt the one person who meant more to me than anything else in the world. I had been blind to the truth, blinded by my selfishness and pride. And now, I was left with nothing but the wreckage of my mistakes.The worst part was knowing that I was partly to blame. I had let myself be misled, I had made the wrong choices. And now, I was paying the price. I felt like a failure like I had let everyone do
Amihan's POV,"Amihan, please, open the door," Adam's voice pleaded from the other side of the door. "I know you can hear me. I've been knocking for seven days now and you still won't let me in. Please, let me in. We need to talk."I sat on the bed, my hands clenched into fists. I had been avoiding Adam for a week now, ever since I had come back to the mansion. I couldn't face him, couldn't face the questions I knew he would ask. I was still trying to make sense of everything that had happened. As I lay there, paralyzed by the weight of my emotions, Adam's voice echoed in the silence of the room. His words were like a siren song, calling to me, beckoning me to respond. But I couldn't. I was trapped, frozen in time, unable to move forward. Every day felt like an eternity, each moment dragging on and on. The days and nights seemed to bleed into one another, leaving me numb and lost. I couldn't escape the despair that had wrapped itself around me like a shroud.And yet, despite it all,
Dalisay's POV,As I entered the mansion, Adam greeted me with a stony expression, his voice low and emotionless. His eyes were locked on me, filled with a burning intensity that left me feeling exposed and vulnerable. Even my swollen eyes, the result of a night of crying, failed to elicit any sympathy from him. I looked haggard and miserable, and I could feel the toll my sorrow had taken on my body. I had hoped to find Amihan at her apartment after getting her address from her secretary, but it was empty. "Why are you here?" Adam asked, his voice laden with accusation.My throat was dry and scratchy, and as I opened my mouth to speak, it felt like a knife was slicing through my vocal cords. I swallowed hard, but it only made the pain worse. My head was throbbing, and I felt like I was going to pass out. I couldn't think straight, and all I wanted was to see Bella, to tell her how sorry I was and beg for her forgiveness. "I want to speak to Amihan," I said, my voice shaking. I felt l
Judith's pov. I sat in my car, the pain and shame of what had just happened washing over me in waves. I couldn't believe that I had let myself be so vulnerable, so naive. How could I have been so stupid? I berated myself, my thoughts racing in circles. The humiliation of being pushed out of Maxwell's house, naked and shivering, was almost too much to bear. "Carter," I whispered, my voice barely audible. He was the only person I could go to right now, the only one who might understand what I was going through. I started my car and drove towards his apartment, tears still streaming down my face. "What do you want?" Carter said, his voice flat and uninviting. He looked at me, his expression cold and unreadable, as if he couldn't be bothered to see me. He didn't ask why I was there, or if I was okay. He just stood there, his arms crossed, a look of indifference on his face.I stared at him, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. I felt like I was going to collapse right there
Judith's POV,Despite the shame and pain coursing through my body, I climbed into my car and slammed the door shut. I had no destination in mind, I just wanted to get away. As I sat there, I realized that my hands were shaking and that my entire body was trembling.In a desperate attempt to relieve the pressure building within me, I let out a primal scream. But it did nothing to soothe the turmoil inside me. At that moment, I realized that Maxwell's mother was to blame for much of the mess I was in. She had played a part in orchestrating the events that had led to this moment, and she needed to take responsibility for her actions.The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that the only way out of this situation was to confront her directly.With shaking hands, I rummaged through my bag for my phone. As soon as I found it, I dialed Maxwell's mother's number. The phone rang and rang, and just when I was about to give up hope, she answered. Her voice was cold and uninvitin
Karl's POV,"Where do you think you're going, sneaking off like that?" Luciana's voice rang out behind me, causing me to freeze in my tracks. She was sitting comfortably, cigarette in hand, a smirk on her lips. I felt like a deer caught in headlights, and I knew I had to think of something quickly."You're... here," I managed to stammer out, trying to regain my composure and collect my thoughts."I was just... I was just getting some fresh air," I stammered, my voice trembling with nerves. "Of course I'm here," she replied, a mocking smile playing on her lips. Her gaze was fixed intently on me, as if she were sizing me up, her eyes boring into mine. "I've always been here, and my eyes have always been on you."I felt myself flush under her gaze, feeling like a bug under a microscope. I knew I had to say something, anything, to break the silence that was hanging heavy in the air. But I couldn't think of a single thing to say."You have something urgent to take care of?" she asked, rais
Amihan's POV, "Bella, please wait!" I heard Adam's voice calling after me as I ran from the mansion, but I ignored him. I didn't want to talk to anyone, I just wanted to be alone. "Leave me alone!" I shouted, not even bothering to turn around. I just kept running, my feet carrying me further and further away from the pain and the betrayal.My heart thumped as I hurried away from the mansion, its weight pressing against my chest as if to crush me. Each step I took reverberated in my head, a pulsing reminder of the hurt that lay ahead. As memories of the betrayal that followed my misplaced trust flooded back, they threatened to drown me in despair. The images of the accident that had almost claimed my life ten years ago flashed before my eyes, a maelstrom of chaos and pain. I threw myself into the car, slamming the door shut as if to keep out the demons that pursued me. I could barely breathe, my chest rising and falling in rapid, panicked breaths. I knew I had to get away, to put
Maxwell's POV,My heart skipped a beat as I saw Amihan's name flash across my phone's screen. I hurriedly picked up the call, but the noise of the airport around me made it difficult to hear what she was saying. She sounded upset, her voice urgent and panicked. I tried to make out what she was saying, but it was impossible. I needed to find a quiet place to take the call.I began to look around for a secluded spot, but the airport was crowded and bustling with activity. Everywhere I looked, people were rushing around, their voices blending together into a cacophony of sound. I had been planning to move to the United Kingdom and start over, but Amihan's call had given me pause. "Babe," I said, my voice quivering as I answered the phone. "I'm sorry. Are you there?""I'm here," she said, her voice trembling. "Please...help me." And then, the line went dead.My heart sank, and I felt a wave of panic wash over me. What had happened? What could she need help with? I tried to call her back