KIAN'S POV At the lobby, the employees look at me the same way as before while I just try hard to keep a steady gait as I exit the building. I don’t even know where I am going, I just know I want to get out of there. I want to find Leslie. I find my car and prepare its engine to run but Peter jump
KIAN'S POV Another week passes but not in a flash like most people would say. I have never liked the saying anyway because no, weeks and days don’t just flash by. For a business man like me, every single day is significant and meaningful. My days are characterized by meetings, strenuous office work
“Yes sir. I had to bring it here myself because I knew you’d be interested in it.” Of course, I feel a streak of interest and intrigue for the first time in the past week. This is because I have been trying to contact the Hanson Group for years now. I have sent emails multiple times asking for a m
LESLIE'S POV The only emotion that has fueled my determination ever since the invitations for the charity gala were sent out is anger. It has spread all over like a cancerous tumour, taking up the space where Kian’s love used to be and remaining in control even till the very night of the gala. As
KIAN’S POV One of the clauses that was tagged important on the invitation to the charity gala was for invited guests to be accompanied by a partner. I didn’t even have to ask before Beverly prepped herself up to be my plus one for the night and as much as it seemed morally wrong to be seen in publi
KIAN'S POVBeverly continues to talk while I nod along as I chug down my second glass of wine since the night began. The gala itself hasn’t begun, yet it feels like I have been standing here forever. I keep sneaking glances at my wristwatch, following the movement of the minute hand and barely payin
KIAN’S POVI didn’t see her approach us until she’s standing right beside me. If the expression on Beverly’s face was the same one on mine when I first saw Leslie, then Leslie was right to ask if I’d seen a ghost. But unlike how my shock left me spellbound and unable to string together a meaningful
LESLIE’S POV I watch every single detail, every single twitch of both their faces as they try to make sense of my words that I intentionally kept vague. The entire five minutes of engaging with them both has left me with a series of feelings ranging from fulfillment at their reaction to seeing me,
CHAPTER 17 [The Path Of Heartbreak] ~TRAVIS~ “You asked to see me, sir.” Sophie Summers. I could never get used to her presence, not even when I was the one who requested it. “Sit.” I ordered, barely looking at her. Knowing how defiant she can be, I expected some sort of retort but she quiet
CHAPTER 16 [ A Tangled Mess] ~SOPHIE~ I pushed the door open with a sigh, the familiar weight of the day’s events pressing on me. My head still throbbed, a dull reminder of last night’s recklessness. As I stepped inside the apartment, the soft scent of lavender and the comforting hum of the refr
CHAPTER 15 [Not Her Type] ~SOPHIE~ "Who’s this, Sophie?" Sebastian’s voice slithered through the hallway, his smirk widening when his eyes landed on Travis. "Your new boyfriend?" I was still trying to gather myself together after running into Travis so suddenly. I had questions about how he was
CHAPTER 14 [The Man Who Was Never Mine] ~SOPHIE~ The nausea hadn’t subsided. I sat at the edge of the bed in my childhood room, staring at the peeling wallpaper and the dusty, forgotten trinkets that once made this space my sanctuary. It had been hours since I’d woken up with the hangover poundi
CHAPTER 13 [In Her Absence] ~TRAVIS~ The absence was the first thing I noticed. It wasn’t the missing coffee on my desk—although I’d gotten far too accustomed to finding it there, piping hot and prepared just the way I liked it. Nor was it the lack of a sticky note, usually plastered on the edge
CHAPTER 12 [A Return To The Shadows] ~SOPHIE~ The dull throb in my head woke me before anything else. It pulsed behind my eyes like a relentless drumbeat, making it impossible to open them fully. I groaned, rolling over and burying my face into the pillow, hoping to escape the nausea curling in m
CHAPTER 11 [Kill-Joy] TRAVIS I wasn’t sure what annoyed me more: Sophie Summers’ audacity or the fact that I had actually turned around and come back. Sitting in the backseat of my car, I stared out the tinted window at the pub just across the street from my company. I had never step foot there bu
CHAPTER 10 [The Sophie Effect] ~TRAVIS~ If chaos had a face, it would undoubtedly wear Sophie Summers’ unrelenting smile. For the past few days, she had inserted herself into every corner of my life at my textile company, leaving me to wonder how someone so seemingly innocent could wreak such calc
CHAPTER 9 [The Picture Of Caution]~SOPHIE~Celeste was already waiting for me as I stepped out of Travis office, her arms crossed and her usual look of exasperation firmly in place. I knew I had this coming when I came here but it was actually surprising that she let me in without a fight.“Sophie,