KIAN’S POV“We’re going home.” I announce as soon as I step out of my tent the next morning. Grandfather is awake already, sitting outside his own tent and by the looks of it, he has been awake for quite a while. Leslie’s and Beverly’s tent are still zipped shut and the outlines of their sleeping f
“Kian—”“Did you forget how you dangled my position as the company’s CEO in front of me? You weren’t even subtle about how I had no choice but to marry her or I lose everything I worked hard for.” My chest tightens painfully, memories pushing into my head before I can stop them. PASTTHREE YEARS A
KIAN'S POVPASTTHREE YEARS AGO–THREE DAYS AFTER THE PARTYI stand beside my car that’s parked in front of Beverly’s apartment, fingers playing with my car keys as I wait with bated breath for her to come out. This will be the first time I’ll be seeing her since that night and if I could escape it,
“That night…the night at the party when you said you suddenly couldn’t find me anywhere and went home…I cheated on you.” Her fork drops to the table, hitting her plate and making a loud ear piercing sound. Beverly grows quiet for several seconds and I feel myself shrinking with each second of silen
KIAN’S POVPASTTHREE YEARS AGO–THE SAME NIGHT OF THE DATE WITH BEVERLY“Have you talked to her?” My gaze lifts from the files I was looking through in my study and meets that of my grandfather who is standing by the open door of the study room. I’ve been so engrossed in work that I didn’t even he
Why the hell am I thinking about this now? My thoughts have randomly wandered off to that night even when it’s not intentional. I also hate to admit that sometimes when I look at Leslie, I see the pleasure-mad part of her that has been in my bed. But I have been good and shoving down those thoughts
KIAN’S POVPRESENTI let the memories end there, unable to keep going and afraid to reach the most painful part of it all. Grandfather is still standing there in front of me and his eyes hold so much sadness that I almost believe he regrets doing that to me. I realise now that despite everything, I
“It broke me even more than having to let Beverly go three years ago. I saw her ghost everywhere, grandpa. It drove me insane.” I feel vulnerable expressing myself this way to grandfather but I can’t help it.“Did you tell her? Did you tell her how you felt?How you felt when you heard she was dead?”
CHAPTER 18 [ Intern Sophie] ~SOPHIE~ Until a few days ago, the sound of my alarm filled me with nothing but thrill. All it does now is make me bury my head into the pillow with pure irritation while rethinking every single one of my life choices. “Turn that off and get your ass in the shower, So
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