Serena’s POV"Haven't you done enough with your stupid TikTok video already?" Doris snaps.I scoff. "And what exactly did I do?" I ask. "I'm just telling my side of the story."Doris crosses her arms and levels me with a challenging look. “You can’t fool me. You just love grabbing all the attention,
Serena’s POVDoris's face freezes in surprise, her eyes widening as Bill brushes past her without a second glance, heading straight towards me.Seeing Bill step in to protect me from Doris feels surreal. This has never happened before. I have to wonder, am I just dreaming?"Serena?" Bill calls out,
Serena’s POVIn that instant, when Doris's face twists with fury and she lunges at me, every part of me tenses. My first instinct is to protect my stomach, my hands automatically wrapping around it. I start stepping back, trying to put some distance between us, but then I feel it—the cold, hard rail
Serena’s POVThe cops quickly step in, forcefully separating Bill from Doris. One officer, his hand hovering near his taser, eyes Bill with caution. "Sir, step back now," he commands, his voice firm and authoritative, making it clear that he's ready to intervene further if necessary.Bill raises his
Serena’s POV"Let me go! I was framed," Doris claims, managing to wriggle free from the police's grip momentarily."Stay back, or we'll have to restrain you further," one of the officers warns her.As we leave the rooftop, I see a crowd below. People are talking loudly, and some are even taking phot
Bill’s POVRight as Serena starts to fall, I catch her in time, pulling her close. I give her a little shake, hoping to get her to wake up. "Serena, hey, wake up, please," I say.I see how pale Serean’s face has gotten, her eyes closed and her expression peaceful. I gently push some hair out of her
Bill’s POV"Why are you even here anyway?" I ask, giving Calvin a sharp look. "Serena doesn't need you. I can take care of her."I'm standing at the entrance, blocking the way. There’s no way in hell that I’ll let him in. He tries to look past me, his gaze landing on Serena lying on the hospital bed
Bill’s POVThe video begins with Serena organizing her jewelry-making space. She looks directly into the camera, her expression thoughtful, and says, "Have you ever felt like you're invisible to someone you love? Like you're right there, but to them, you might as well be a piece of furniture?"I adm
Serena’s POVThe second I hear the footsteps, I know we’re not alone.Stevie and I don’t move right away. We sit frozen, barely breathing, listening. Another sound—closer this time. Someone is here.Then, just as quickly as it started, it stops.A voice crackles over the radio clipped to the securit
Stevie’s POVSerena looks as exhausted as I feel.We’re sitting on her back patio, the twins asleep upstairs, the security team doing their rounds just beyond the fence. The air is cooler tonight, the kind of LA evening that almost tricks you into thinking life is peaceful. Almost.She tilts her hea
Calvin’s POVThe conference room is dead silent, but the tension is loud as hell.I sit at the head of the table, fingers pressed together, scanning the faces in front of me. Some of them look uncertain. A few of them look straight-up terrified. Others, like Andrea, are focused, ready to move.This
Bill’s POVI’ve been watching.Not just the threats, not just the obvious moves, but the pattern.Sterling isn’t attacking outright. He’s not sending lawyers to our door or making some grand, public play. No, he’s applying pressure in ways that don’t leave fingerprints.A text message to Serena. A b
Serena’s POVI sit in the courthouse, watching Sterling’s lawyers try to talk their way out of reality.Their lead guy, some overpriced corporate attorney who probably thinks his suit makes him untouchable, stands before the judge, voice smooth, confident. Like he hasn’t just spent the last ten minu
Stevie’s POVCalvin’s been different lately. Distant.I don’t blame him. With everything going on, with Sterling moving like a shadow over all our lives, with the tension that clings to the air like the thick layer of smog over downtown, I get it. He’s trying to stay ahead of the storm. Trying to pr
Calvin’s POVJames leans back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes locked on the screen in front of him. His apartment is dark except for the glow of the monitors, a half-empty beer sweating on the table next to him. I’ve been here for hours, and neither of us has said much beyond what’s necessary. We’r
Bill’s POVI don’t take chances. Not when it comes to my family.The second Serena showed me that text, I made the call. More security. More eyes on the house, on the kids, on every single thing in our lives that Sterling might try to get his hands on. He’s already proven he has no limits. He’s alre
Serena’s POVHannah’s office looks the same as last time—controlled chaos, a war zone disguised as a law firm. Papers spread across the table, sticky notes covering folders, a whiteboard crammed with timelines and bullet points. The air smells like stale coffee and tension. I don’t sit. Neither does