Bill's POVKevin steps closer, and I can see the rage simmering just beneath the surface. His fists are clenched at his sides, and his eyes are locked on me, burning with a hatred that I can’t fully understand. Doris watches us with a twisted smile, leaning against the wall like this is some kind o
Bill's POVThe tension in the room is suffocating, every breath feels like it could be the last. Doris has Serena’s life hanging by a thread, and one wrong move from any of us could send everything spiraling into chaos. My mind races, searching for any possible way to disarm Doris and save Serena. E
Bill's POVI lie on the cold, hard ground, every breath sending sharp waves of pain through my abdomen. The blood is sticky between my fingers, and each heartbeat feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. I try to stand, but the effort is too much. My legs give out beneath me, and I collapse
Serena's POVThe bright overhead lights blur into a haze as I’m wheeled through the hospital corridors, my body jostling on the gurney. Voices murmur around me, but they feel distant. I’m struggling to make sense of what’s happening. My mind is foggy, and everything feels disconnected like I’m stuck
*Trigger alertSerena's POVThe beeping of machines and the sterile scent of antiseptic fill the room, but all I can focus on is the crushing weight in my chest. My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, I’m not sure where I am. The bright lights above me sting, and everything feels too sharp, too rea
Serena’s POVI stare blankly out the window, watching the world move on without me. The sky is a dull gray, the kind of color that perfectly matches the emptiness inside me. Life outside is continuing, people are going about their days, but here I am, stuck in this void, unable to feel anything but
Bill's POVDarkness surrounds me, but there’s something else too. Voices. Distant at first, like echoes from the bottom of a well, but they’re there, getting louder, clearer. I can’t move, can’t speak, but I hear them.“His vitals are stable, but we won’t know more until he wakes up.”A woman’s voic
Serena's POVTaylor's mansion is even more impressive in person than I imagined. The towering gates glide open smoothly, revealing a sprawling estate that looks straight out of a movie. The driveway is lined with meticulously trimmed hedges, and the massive front doors are framed by grand pillars.
Serena’s POVCollin’s laughter echoes through the backyard, loud and full, the way only a kid’s laugh can be. It cuts through the evening air, blending with the soft rustling of trees and the occasional gurgle from one of the twins.I take a sip of tea, letting the warmth settle in my chest as I lea
Bill’s POVI throw a punch at the heavy bag, ignoring the sharp pain that shoots through my ribs. My knuckles connect with a solid thud, but it’s not satisfying. Not enough. The ache spreading through my side is a reminder that I should be resting.But I don’t care.I shift my stance and hit the bag
Stevie’s POVI spot Calvin before he sees me.He’s sitting in a booth near the back, leaning against the leather seat with one hand wrapped around a whiskey glass. His sleeves are rolled up, his tie is slightly loosened, and his phone is face-down on the table. He looks… tired, but in a way that’s d
Calvin’s POVI stand at the head of the table, both hands resting on the smooth glass, my fingers pressing into the surface just enough to keep me grounded. Across from me, a dozen board members sit in their usual seats, but the energy in the room is off.Some of them shift slightly, their eyes dart
Serena’s POVThe sound of soft giggles and the rustling of blankets pulls me from sleep. For a moment, I think I’m dreaming, but then I hear something else—Bill’s voice. Low, soothing, but laced with strain.I blink my eyes open, squinting against the early morning light seeping through the curtains
Bill’s POVI ignore the pain in my ribs as I push through the doors of Calvin’s office. Every step sends a dull, burning ache through my side, but I don’t slow down. I don’t have the patience for weakness right now.Calvin and James are already at the table, hunched over a laptop, deep in discussion
Stevie’s POVThe house is quiet, the kind of quiet that feels rare lately.I rock Elijah gently, his tiny body curled against my chest, his breath warm and steady. His little fingers twitch slightly, grasping onto the fabric of my sweater in his sleep. I close my eyes for a moment, listening to the
Calvin’s POVThe study smells like coffee, old paper, and exhaustion. The kind of exhaustion that doesn’t just sit in your bones but in your mind, making every thought feel heavier than it should. The desk lamp flickers slightly, casting uneven light over the chaos of blueprints, files, and scattere
Serena’s POVThe house is finally quiet.I stand by the twins’ crib, watching their small chests rise and fall in slow, steady breaths. Their room is dimly lit by the soft glow of the nightlight, casting gentle shadows along the walls. For the first time in what feels like forever, they’re both asle