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,
KIAN’S POV Before the arrival of the Hanson Group’s chairman, I already had my fingers bunched up in a fist, ready to send it flying in my uncle’s face in a frenzy of rage that had been brewing since the night I saw them together at that restaurant one month ago. I was ready to give it all up–my
LESLIE’S POV My reflexes work faster than they ever have. Fast enough to help me roll away, and bump into Beverly in the process. Mike relentlessly stalks towards me and that’s when I get a good look at his affected leg. I time his movement and before he can take another angry swing of his weapon
LESLIE’S POV Seconds after Beverly crumples to the ground, my breath is still caught in my throat. I’m still trembling as I watch her sprawled on the floor, body jerking uncontrollably. I’m amazed at my strength to still remain standing despite the traumatising scene in front of me. To still grip t
LESLIE’S POV Our hearts are already in our mouths before we see what jumped at us—a ginormous rat, every bit as scared as us. It runs at full speed and scurries into the nearby bush. “All clear.” She mutters and we both step into the shed using her phone’s flashlight. It’s a full shed; a bunch of
LESLIE’S POV We’re barely two minutes away from the abandoned school gate when the engine starts to sputter, the entire truck shaking with the intensity. “No…no…no…no, not now!” Beverly lets out a panicked groan. I am preoccupied with looking behind us to make sure we’re not being followed but at
LESLIE’S POV Kian doesn’t know it—the name of Mike’s sister. I can tell from the way his entire face has gone even paler than it was before. Earlier, it had been pale from the pain of the injuries from the accident that I still don’t know the extent of. Now, he has turned ashen from something m
LESLIE’S POV The sound of my name reaches me from somewhere distant. The sound is repeated just like the throbbing ache in my head. When I finally manage to pry open my eyes, the feeling of deja vu washes over me. My hands and legs are bound tightly just like three years ago in that warehouse.
BEVERLY’S POV The familiar beeping sound that comes from my phone causes me to jerk upright. My eyes train on the screen, following the movement of a blinking red dot on the map. He’s on the move. I slam a couple of bills on the coffee table before hurrying out of the cafe where I had been havi
“I have to leave now, I have a plane to catch.” After I pause, I face Mike squarely and say, “I hope I never see you again.” My words carry all of the resentment I feel towards him. He merely smirks and with one last look at him, I turn around and leave. KIAN’S POV “There she is.” Cole says as L
“This bastard…” Kian hisses in my ear but I ignore him. “If you’re really leaving, you should be on a plane or a train not here.” Mike says, eyeing me sceptically. I give nothing away as I stare back at him. “I was curious.” “About?” He cocks his head. “Was it you?” I swallow hard because I’