Serena’s POVI blink more than I intend to, trying to stay calm as I keep eating. The meal, which should have been enjoyable, now feels like a chore. I look at Bill’s direction and say. "I honestly don't know where to begin. Why don't you start by telling me what you remember?"Bill pauses, his fork
Serena’s POV"Thanks for asking, Bill, but I think I'll handle this one on my own. It's just something I'm used to doing alone," I say as I let him down easily. "Don’t you have work today? I don’t want to mess up your schedule."I can see he’s not ready to drop it yet. His jaw tightens slightly, lik
Bill’s POVDr. Sanchez leads us into the sonogram room where the gentle hum of the ultrasound machine fills the air with a subtle buzz of anticipation. It's dimly lit, making the screen in front of us the brightest thing in the room. Serena carefully lies down on the examination table, looking a bit
Serena’s POVOverjoyed by the ultrasound news of our baby boy, I suggest to Bill, "Let's go grab some coffee and maybe look at some books?" Bill smiles, the kind that shows he's just as eager to stretch out this day a little longer.We head to the nearby bookstore with a cafe at the front. As we wal
Serena’s POVCalvin saw us laughing. I know he did. Now, we're all standing in front of my apartment door, and it's like a standoff. Calvin and Bill are staring each other down, neither of them willing to look away first."Hi, Calvin, it's so nice to..." I start, but then I glance at Bill. He's sto
Serena's POVBill grabs Calvin by the collar, yanking him forward. Calvin's eyes widen in shock, and he stumbles slightly, trying to regain his balance. For a moment, he looks genuinely surprised, but then his expression hardens. He clenches his fists at his sides, but he doesn't make a move to fig
Bill's POVI sit in the backseat of my car, staring blankly out the window.How did one of the happiest days of my life turn into an absolute nightmare?Everything had been going so well—the baby’s check-up, the way Serena and I seemed to be finally getting on the same page.But then Calvin had to s
Serena's POVAs soon as I plug in my phone, I feel relieved. The familiar chime as it powers on is comforting. The screen lights up, and notifications start pouring in.Text messages, missed calls, emails, and app alerts all come at once. It's overwhelming. My phone keeps buzzing, reminding me how m
Stevie’s POVI can still hear the alarm ringing in my ears.Even though it shut off over an hour ago, the shrill sound is stuck in my head, looping like a nightmare I can’t shake.I sit on the couch, gripping a cup of tea I’m not drinking, staring at the front door like I’m expecting someone to try
Calvin’s POVJames is already talking before I even sit down.“We have a problem.”He’s pacing, phone in one hand, a half-empty water bottle in the other. His energy is sharp, clipped—like he’s been waiting too long to say this out loud. The tension in the room is thick, the air stale with coffee an
Calvin’s POVI know this is it.The last move. The final play.We’re past negotiations. Past legal threats, PR spin, and strategic positioning. This isn’t about business anymore. It’s about survival.Sterling thinks he’s inevitable. He thinks no matter how many hits he takes, he’ll always find a way
Bill’s POVSterling has always been untouchable. At least, that’s what he wants everyone to think. The kind of guy who operates in the shadows, moving money, making calls, shifting power in ways that never leave a direct trail back to him.But I know better.Everyone has a weak spot. And Sterling’s?
Serena’s POVSterling thinks he can rewrite history.He thinks he can sit in front of cameras, twist the truth, and control the story like he always has. Like he’s owed the power to decide how things play out.He’s wrong.I refuse to let him turn this into his victory lap.The second Calvin calls to
Calvin’s POVJames looks wired.Not in the jittery, too-much-coffee way. More like the I-haven’t-slept-in-two-days-and-my-body-runs-on-adrenaline way. His hair is a mess, there are dark circles under his eyes, and an untouched energy drink sits next to his laptop, condensation pooling on the table.
Bill’s POVI don’t wait for permission.I don’t tell Serena. I don’t tell Calvin.I don’t tell anyone.I just do what needs to be done.The address I was given leads me to a quiet bar in West Hollywood, one of those places that looks closed even when it’s open. It’s wedged between a high-end sushi r
Calvin’s POVJames looks like he’s running on nothing but caffeine and pure spite.His fingers move fast over the keyboard, eyes glued to the screen like the answers are going to reveal themselves if he stares hard enough. The glow from the laptop makes his face look even more drawn than usual. His
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