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
Kian coughs at the words, seemingly choking on his saliva when he attempts to swallow. Beverly’s eyes grow wide while my own reaction is silence that makes me freeze on the spot. Moving into Kian’s room? That isn’t part of the plan. Kian and I didn’t even share a room when we were married even thou
LESLIE’S POVSince I arrived at work during lunch break, I made use of the time to catch up on the work I missed since yesterday. I cleared off the thoughts of the new development between Kian and I and instead focused on making up for the lost hours of work. The members of my design team have all
KIAN’S POV For the first time since the divorce, my chest feels light. It started the second I got that call from Leslie this morning and now my mood has been uplifted just by the thought of being around her again for the next few days. I’ll admit, I didn’t expect things to go so well after Bever
“Oh, I didn’t come here for business. We can’t let personal matters come in between business now, can we?” I chuckle, genuinely amused. “Yeah right. Like you didn’t threaten to end a partnership that both the families began before the companies were handed over to anyone of us. All because of so
KIAN’S POV My uncle succeeded in ruining my mood for the entire day but I managed to pull through at work with the thought of seeing Leslie at home later tonight. I’ve never been excited to get off work. Not even when we were still married. It was even worse after the divorce since I had to go ho
LESLIE’S POV I’d planned to go home after work to pack a bag for the next two weeks I’ll be spending at Kian’s but that plan flew out the window after the argument with my father. I couldn’t go home because I wasn’t prepared to face him so I just made a stop at a small store instead to pick out a
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’