LESLIE'S POVI step into the office, my heels clicking against the polished floor, the familiar scent of coffee and paper hitting me like a warm embrace. It's been over a week, but it feels like a lifetime. The trauma of the past days lingers at the edges of my mind, but today, I am determined to re
"Leslie, come in," he says, gesturing to the chair opposite him."Thank you, Mr. Harrington," I say, taking the seat. My hands are steady on my lap, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside."I'm glad to see you back. How are you holding up?" he asks, his tone genuinely concerned. What did my father t
“Is there anything you need before I go?” She asks, her concern touching.“No, thank you. You’ve been a great help today. Get some rest,” I say, appreciating her dedication.“Goodnight, Miss Jackson,” she says, closing the door behind her.I sit in the quiet of my office, the events of the day rep
KIAN’S POVThe next few days saw me ‘fixing’ Beverly, just as I promised Leslie.Deep down, I knew that wouldn’t be her only condition for getting back with me. I also knew that a big bouquet of violets to her office everyday won’t immediately convince her to jump into my arms. Not after everything
BEVERLY’S POV You know that feeling where you know something is coming? When you have felt it in your bones for days yet when it finally happens, it hits you so hard that all the air is knocked out of you? Yes, that one. That’s the very one I am feeling right now, standing in front of Kian. I
BEVERLY’S POV Panic attack. I haven’t had one since I got pregnant but the thought of this finally being the end for me must have shot it right back up, bringing back the reminder that my mental health is in shambles. The godforsaken apartment that will be my home henceforth, spins around me wh
BEVERLY’S POVTHE PASTTheir disappearance from the table is just what I need to get my plan going.My eyes sweep the room, cautious of the dozens of guests surrounding all the other tables. Confident that no one is looking, I set my small purse down on the table and slowly slip out the tiny bag of
LESLIE’S POV The murmurs that erupt in the lobby are ones I’m familiar with—whispers carrying gossip from people who have just heard what they would term a scandal. Embarrassment washes over me only for a few seconds as we stand there before I gather myself together and look straight at Beverly, ch
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