RIX’s P.O.V.It suddenly became quiet inside the hut, leaving me wondering what had happened or if they had already settled their differences. I clearly heard earlier that Charis wanted to separate from Harley, but now they seemed to have another chance and were probably having a thorough conversation. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.Charis and Harley had been together for four years, the same age as Adonis. It was impressive that they had managed to communicate, confront their feelings, and keep them hidden for so long. Especially for Charis because I know that from the very beginning, he had feelings for Harley and was just keeping it to herself.Charis had been dating other guys to cover up her emotions and hide her true feelings for Harley, but somehow she had managed to keep her feelings intact without getting attached to anyone else.The attachment she had with Harley was deep-rooted and difficult to remove. Suddenly, Harold, Seb, and Michael came into my mind.Yeah
3rd P.O.V.Papers were flying around the room, and Mr. Cartier was seething with anger over the report detailing the downfall of his company since Apollo's resignation. He was desperate to do whatever it took to win back his son and bring him back to the company to boost sales.The situation was particularly challenging because Mr. Cartier's company was outdated and struggling to stay afloat. The scattered papers covered the floor as a visual representation of his frustration and disappointment.In his rage, he called for his assistant to fetch him a cup of coffee and urgently contact his wife. He needed her support and presence at that moment.Harold, one of the individuals Mr. Cartier had entrusted with the company's operations, had been a letdown. Despite his frequent travels, including visits to the rural city where Beatrix resided, all Harold seemed to care about was possessing her. He hoped that by achieving this, he could claim victory over Apollo in at least one aspect.Mr.
3rd P.O.V.The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the beach. The waves gently lapped against the shore, creating a calming sound that mingled with the soft chatter of the guests. The beach was decorated with simple yet elegant white flowers, accentuated with subtle hints of blue that matched the ocean's hue.Beatrix looked stunning in her white wedding gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her dark hair was styled in a loose, flowing braid, adorned with small white flowers that complemented her bouquet. She looked nervous but happy as she stood beside the altar, waiting for Apollo to arrive.Apollo arrived in a sleek black suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and chiseled jawline. He looked confident and composed, a contrast to Beatrix's nervous energy. He walked towards Beatrix with purpose, his gaze fixed on her. When he reached her, he took her hand and smiled softly at her, reassuring her.The ceremony was simple and intimate, offici
Charis paced back and forth outside the reception venue, her hands tightly gripping her dress. She could see Beatrix approaching her with a warm smile on her face."Charis! There you are. Is everything alright?"Charis sighed and turned to face Beatrix. "No, everything's not alright. I'm so mad at you, Beatrix, and I don't even know why."Beatrix's expression turned to one of concern. "Why are you mad at me? Did I do something to upset you?"Charis shook her head. "No, it's not you. It's just... it's just that you have everything, Beatrix. You have the perfect wedding, the perfect husband, the perfect life. And I can't help but feel jealous."Beatrix's smile softened. "Charis, you don't have to be jealous. I'm not perfect, and my life isn't perfect either. And besides, you have Harley. You married the man you love."Charis scowled. "That's just it, Beatrix. Even though I married Harley, it seems like he still likes you. Every time we're together, he can't stop talking about you. It's
As soon as Beatrix woke up, the first thing she does is think.Beatrix couldn't get Charis out of her mind. She had been overthinking about her friend's life for days. What could have happened to make Charis run away from the pack of men like that? And why did she choose to disappear into the night instead of seeking help from the people she knew would always have her back?Beatrix had always known Charis to be a strong, independent woman, but lately, she had noticed that her friend had been struggling. Charis seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, and Beatrix couldn't help but feel guilty for not noticing sooner.As Beatrix walked along the shore, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the crashing waves. She looked out into the vast ocean and felt a sense of peace wash over her. But even the calming waves couldn't ease her mind.She thought about all the times she and Charis had spent together, laughing, dancing, and having a great time. They had been
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix felt a knot form in her stomach as she watched Charis walk away with the group of men. She knew she had to talk to her friend, but she also didn't want to make a scene in front of the strangers.Taking a deep breath, she approached Charis once the men had disappeared from sight. "Charis, can we talk?"Charis stopped in her tracks and turned to face Beatrix. "What do you want to talk about?"Beatrix hesitated, unsure of how to broach the subject. "I just wanted to check in on you. Are you okay?"Charis rolled her eyes again. "Of course, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"Beatrix frowned. She could tell that something was off about Charis, but she didn't want to push too hard. "Well, you just seemed...distant lately. Is everything going alright with you and Harley?"Charis scoffed. "Harley? He's the least of my problems right now."Beatrix was taken aback by Charis' sudden bitterness towards her husband. "What do you mean?"Charis hesitated before finally speaking. "I just
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix was excited to finally go home after being confined in the hospital for days. Apollo came to visit her every day, and he even brought her favorite flowers and snacks. Beatrix was grateful for his presence, and she felt a sense of comfort every time he was around.As they left the hospital, Apollo suggested they go to the nicest restaurant in town to celebrate Beatrix's homecoming. Beatrix was hesitant at first, feeling that they didn't need to spend so much money, but Apollo insisted.Once they arrived at the restaurant, Beatrix was taken aback by its grandeur. She had never been to a place like this before, and she felt a bit out of place in her casual clothes. However, Apollo reassured her that she looked beautiful and that she deserved to be treated like a queen.They were seated in a private room with a beautiful view of the city. The table was set with the finest silverware and crystal glasses. The waiters were attentive, and the chef personally came to their t
3rd P.O.V.Apollo and Beatrix arrived at Grandma's house in the morning. Donny was already waiting at the door, dressed in his favorite superhero costume."Hey, little man," Apollo said, picking up Donny and giving him a hug."Hi, Dad!" Donny said, grinning from ear to ear.Beatrix smiled at the sight of them. "Are you ready to go visit Charis at the hospital?" she asked Donny.Donny's face fell. "Is Auntie Charis sick?" he asked."She's feeling a little under the weather, but we're going to bring her some flowers and make her feel better," Beatrix explained.Donny perked up at the idea of giving Auntie Charis flowers. "Can I pick the flowers?" he asked."Of course," Apollo said, ruffling his son's hair.They drove to the hospital, with Donny eagerly pointing out every flower he saw on the way. When they arrived, they made their way to Charis's room. She was lying in bed, looking weak and tired."Hey, Charis," Beatrix said, placing the flowers on the bedside table.Charis tried to smi
3rd P.O.V.Apollo and Beatrix arrived at Grandma's house in the morning. Donny was already waiting at the door, dressed in his favorite superhero costume."Hey, little man," Apollo said, picking up Donny and giving him a hug."Hi, Dad!" Donny said, grinning from ear to ear.Beatrix smiled at the sight of them. "Are you ready to go visit Charis at the hospital?" she asked Donny.Donny's face fell. "Is Auntie Charis sick?" he asked."She's feeling a little under the weather, but we're going to bring her some flowers and make her feel better," Beatrix explained.Donny perked up at the idea of giving Auntie Charis flowers. "Can I pick the flowers?" he asked."Of course," Apollo said, ruffling his son's hair.They drove to the hospital, with Donny eagerly pointing out every flower he saw on the way. When they arrived, they made their way to Charis's room. She was lying in bed, looking weak and tired."Hey, Charis," Beatrix said, placing the flowers on the bedside table.Charis tried to smi
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix was excited to finally go home after being confined in the hospital for days. Apollo came to visit her every day, and he even brought her favorite flowers and snacks. Beatrix was grateful for his presence, and she felt a sense of comfort every time he was around.As they left the hospital, Apollo suggested they go to the nicest restaurant in town to celebrate Beatrix's homecoming. Beatrix was hesitant at first, feeling that they didn't need to spend so much money, but Apollo insisted.Once they arrived at the restaurant, Beatrix was taken aback by its grandeur. She had never been to a place like this before, and she felt a bit out of place in her casual clothes. However, Apollo reassured her that she looked beautiful and that she deserved to be treated like a queen.They were seated in a private room with a beautiful view of the city. The table was set with the finest silverware and crystal glasses. The waiters were attentive, and the chef personally came to their t
3rd P.O.V.Beatrix felt a knot form in her stomach as she watched Charis walk away with the group of men. She knew she had to talk to her friend, but she also didn't want to make a scene in front of the strangers.Taking a deep breath, she approached Charis once the men had disappeared from sight. "Charis, can we talk?"Charis stopped in her tracks and turned to face Beatrix. "What do you want to talk about?"Beatrix hesitated, unsure of how to broach the subject. "I just wanted to check in on you. Are you okay?"Charis rolled her eyes again. "Of course, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"Beatrix frowned. She could tell that something was off about Charis, but she didn't want to push too hard. "Well, you just seemed...distant lately. Is everything going alright with you and Harley?"Charis scoffed. "Harley? He's the least of my problems right now."Beatrix was taken aback by Charis' sudden bitterness towards her husband. "What do you mean?"Charis hesitated before finally speaking. "I just
As soon as Beatrix woke up, the first thing she does is think.Beatrix couldn't get Charis out of her mind. She had been overthinking about her friend's life for days. What could have happened to make Charis run away from the pack of men like that? And why did she choose to disappear into the night instead of seeking help from the people she knew would always have her back?Beatrix had always known Charis to be a strong, independent woman, but lately, she had noticed that her friend had been struggling. Charis seemed to be carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, and Beatrix couldn't help but feel guilty for not noticing sooner.As Beatrix walked along the shore, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the crashing waves. She looked out into the vast ocean and felt a sense of peace wash over her. But even the calming waves couldn't ease her mind.She thought about all the times she and Charis had spent together, laughing, dancing, and having a great time. They had been
Charis paced back and forth outside the reception venue, her hands tightly gripping her dress. She could see Beatrix approaching her with a warm smile on her face."Charis! There you are. Is everything alright?"Charis sighed and turned to face Beatrix. "No, everything's not alright. I'm so mad at you, Beatrix, and I don't even know why."Beatrix's expression turned to one of concern. "Why are you mad at me? Did I do something to upset you?"Charis shook her head. "No, it's not you. It's just... it's just that you have everything, Beatrix. You have the perfect wedding, the perfect husband, the perfect life. And I can't help but feel jealous."Beatrix's smile softened. "Charis, you don't have to be jealous. I'm not perfect, and my life isn't perfect either. And besides, you have Harley. You married the man you love."Charis scowled. "That's just it, Beatrix. Even though I married Harley, it seems like he still likes you. Every time we're together, he can't stop talking about you. It's
3rd P.O.V.The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the beach. The waves gently lapped against the shore, creating a calming sound that mingled with the soft chatter of the guests. The beach was decorated with simple yet elegant white flowers, accentuated with subtle hints of blue that matched the ocean's hue.Beatrix looked stunning in her white wedding gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her dark hair was styled in a loose, flowing braid, adorned with small white flowers that complemented her bouquet. She looked nervous but happy as she stood beside the altar, waiting for Apollo to arrive.Apollo arrived in a sleek black suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and chiseled jawline. He looked confident and composed, a contrast to Beatrix's nervous energy. He walked towards Beatrix with purpose, his gaze fixed on her. When he reached her, he took her hand and smiled softly at her, reassuring her.The ceremony was simple and intimate, offici
3rd P.O.V.Papers were flying around the room, and Mr. Cartier was seething with anger over the report detailing the downfall of his company since Apollo's resignation. He was desperate to do whatever it took to win back his son and bring him back to the company to boost sales.The situation was particularly challenging because Mr. Cartier's company was outdated and struggling to stay afloat. The scattered papers covered the floor as a visual representation of his frustration and disappointment.In his rage, he called for his assistant to fetch him a cup of coffee and urgently contact his wife. He needed her support and presence at that moment.Harold, one of the individuals Mr. Cartier had entrusted with the company's operations, had been a letdown. Despite his frequent travels, including visits to the rural city where Beatrix resided, all Harold seemed to care about was possessing her. He hoped that by achieving this, he could claim victory over Apollo in at least one aspect.Mr.
RIX’s P.O.V.It suddenly became quiet inside the hut, leaving me wondering what had happened or if they had already settled their differences. I clearly heard earlier that Charis wanted to separate from Harley, but now they seemed to have another chance and were probably having a thorough conversation. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.Charis and Harley had been together for four years, the same age as Adonis. It was impressive that they had managed to communicate, confront their feelings, and keep them hidden for so long. Especially for Charis because I know that from the very beginning, he had feelings for Harley and was just keeping it to herself.Charis had been dating other guys to cover up her emotions and hide her true feelings for Harley, but somehow she had managed to keep her feelings intact without getting attached to anyone else.The attachment she had with Harley was deep-rooted and difficult to remove. Suddenly, Harold, Seb, and Michael came into my mind.Yeah
RIX’s P.O.V.I could feel myself breaking down as I made my decision in front of everyone watching me on the app during my lowest point.Do you watch me stand up on my own when the world tries to knock me down?Apparently, I wasn't alone when facing the most challenging moment of my life because my friends were here, witnessing my growth.They offered their help, but I kept refusing it.And if I said I don't feel anything for Apollo anymore, I would be lying. BECAUSE I STILL DO!Honestly, I would like to give it another try.Perhaps my initial decision was influenced by the overwhelming number of eyes watching me.Humans can be foolish.Friends often advise their hurt loved ones to stay away, but those same friends act as if they're listening while secretly still engaging with the person who hurt them— going back to the same place that hurts them.I wanted to avoid falling into that pattern.I'm only human. I'm not a superhuman capable of controlling my emotions to the point of making