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Bill’s POVI'm waiting outside the courthouse, pacing back and forth on the steps. The security guards are keeping a close eye on me, making sure I don't go back inside. I keep glancing at the entrance, hoping to see Serena walk out. I can't believe how badly things went in there. Doris getting awa
Serena's POVBill is fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, twisting it between his fingers like he's trying to unravel a secret. His eyes dart around the room, avoiding mine as if the right words are hiding in the corners. I lean back in my chair, waiting for him to get it out."Bill, just spit it ou
Serena's POVI arrive at Stevie's studio, the familiar scent of coffee filling the air.Stevie, ever the perfectionist, adjusts her lighting and angles. Taylor stands in the center, striking a pose that captures the essence of our new summer collection.Taylor looks stunning, her outfit a seamless b
Serena's POVThe night before, I crashed at Stevie's place for the first time since college. We stayed up late, and I told her all about the trial, leaving out the shady things Bill did. Stevie listened patiently, offering her unwavering support. I felt a bit better to have my best friend by my sid
Serena's POVBill takes a deep breath before speaking. "So, where did you stay last night, Serena?”"Where I stayed is none of your business," I snap.I haven't spoken to Bill since finding out all the things he did — the blackmail, the bribes, dragging us into a mess with the mafia.Bill looks hurt
Bill's POVIt’s been a few days since Serena moved back into the house. Even though we’re under the same roof again, it feels like she’s miles away.As I watch her in the kitchen, making a cup of tea, the distance between us becomes more obvious. She’s quiet, deliberately avoiding eye contact.She’s
Bill's POVThe maitre d’ leads us through the restaurant, the air filled with the scent of garlic and fresh herbs. It’s Serena’s first time here, and I chose this spot specifically for its quiet atmosphere and intimate setting, hoping it might help ease the tension between us.As we reach our table
Serena’s POVI can feel myself shaking, and I know Bill’s watching me with that look he gets, like I’m a lost puppy or something. I hate when he's looking at me like that.But no matter how much I try to steady my hands or calm my breathing, the fear just won’t go away. Bill meets my eyes. “I won’t
Bill’s POVThe second day of the trial feels heavier than the first. I sit at the stand, every eye in the courtroom on me. Kevin sits across the room, leaning back in his chair, his face as blank as ever. But I’ve known him long enough to spot the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers tap rh
Serena’s POVEvan Carter steps up to the stand, his posture rigid but his face set with a kind of quiet determination. He’s nervous — I can see it in the way his hands grip the edges of the chair, his knuckles white — but he doesn’t hesitate when the prosecutor starts her questioning.“Mr. Carter,”
Serena’s POVThe courtroom feels like it’s holding its breath. Kevin sits across the room, calm and collected, as if he isn’t facing the weight of his crimes being read aloud. Arson. Money laundering. Drug trafficking. Arms dealing. Conspiracy. Each charge is like a hammer falling, but Kevin doesn’t
Bill’s POVThe flashing red and blue lights from the police cars paint everything in sharp. Kevin’s hunched figure disappears into the back of a cruiser, his hands cuffed tightly behind his back. But even as he’s being taken away, he still manages to twist the knife with his parting words.“This isn
Serena’s POVKevin strides toward me, his expression dark and twisted. I don’t move. I plant my feet, keeping my stance steady, just like Bill taught me. My heart races, but my mind is sharp, clear. I’m not afraid — not anymore.He lunges, fast and aggressive, the blade in his hand aiming straight f
Serena’s POVKevin raises the knife, and my breath catches. For a split second, time seems to slow, the glint of the blade catching the faint light like a silent threat. Before I can react, Bill charges in from the side, slamming into Kevin with the full force of his body. They hit the ground hard,
Serena’s POVKevin steps toward me. His twisted grin grows wider with each deliberate step. He thinks he has this in the bag. He thinks I’m scared, that I’ll back down the second he closes the gap. He doesn’t realize he’s underestimating me.My feet stay planted firmly on the ground, my hands steady
Bill’s POVKevin and his men approach slowly, scanning every corner. They’re trying to catch even the smallest hint of movement. They’re wary but not afraid, at least not yet. Kevin’s confidence radiates off him like a bad cologne, seeping into the minds of the men with him. Serena is crouched besi
Serena’s POVBill, Matt, James, and I go over every detail of the plan again and again. I sit at the table, watching as they discuss the best routes in and out of the location, debating whether we’ll have enough cover.It’s late, and all of us are tired. But I shake it off. There’s no time for being