KIAN’S POV“Okay, explain to me in simple terms how you lost an ‘old man’ in the middle of a big city.” My voice is calm. Dangerously calm, judging by the direness of the current situation. Grandfather disappeared. Disappeared. That is the exact word the moron standing with his head bowed in fron
LESLIE’S POVGrandfather passed out again after recognizing me in his split second of consciousness. It was just an after effect of the painkillers infused into the drip that’s connected to his body, according to the doctor. But I didn’t know that. And so as soon as grandfather passed out after cal
LESLIE'S POVSomeone clears their throat and that breaks the stare. I look away first and fast, turning my attention back to grandfather who seems like he is trying to hide his face behind me. It surprises me but I soon understand why he is trying to hide his face when Kian stalks over, eyes hard an
Kian tenses. It takes only a moment for me to understand what’s going on. Grandfather doesn’t know about the divorce and that’s not even the worst part. It’s the fact that he was lied to. This is Kian’s way of sorting things out? Of course, typical Kian.Grandfather turns to me again, “Child, did yo
LESLIE’S POV Before I even get to feel bad for standing Travis up the entire afternoon, he slams the car door shut with a brute force that shakes the car and then he stalks forward like a cat. A big angry one. With his eyes set intently on me, he closes up the gap between us in seconds. “Travis
TRAVIS’ POVLeslie is still fast asleep by the time we arrive at her home. I already pulled the car seat back the moment I heard her soft snores while I was still driving, so she’s well relaxed in that position and comfortable too. We arrived at her home minutes ago but I can’t bring myself to wake
BEVERLY'S POV The only good thing about being pregnant is that I can get my way with anyone, especially Kian. But unlike that one good thing, there are too many bad things to count. The morning sickness, the bile that always rises to my throat when I sight certain food, the mood swings and then th
LESLIE'S POVI am attacked by memories of the last time I was in Kian’s house. The pain, hurt and tears still feel fresh like it was just yesterday. I can still see myself dragging my heavy box through the rain, a broken woman who had nothing but the will to get away from the reality of her life bef
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,