Aria’s POV“Excuse me?” I said in shock, my heart thumping wildly. He smiled at me, repeating what he just said. “What are your plans in the coming months? I mean, now that you and Victor are…” He trailed off, looking unsure if he should continue. I let out a sigh of relief. Oh, that’s what he act
Victor’s POVI can’t believe it. This is real. I’m divorced. I stared at the signed divorce agreement in my hand, my mind a whirlwind of disbelief and regret. Even after a few days, it still felt unreal, like a nightmare I couldn't wake from. How the hell did it come to this? I always thought Aria
Aria’s POVI stepped out of our private room, intending to head to the restroom. The dim lighting of the hallway contrasted sharply with the lively ambiance of the restaurant. My thoughts were on Samuel, the charming conversation we had been having, and the way his laughter made me feel lighter.But
Victor’s POVAs I waited for Shane to return, I sat at our table in the cozy French restaurant, checking the menu in front of me. My mind kept replaying the moment we walked in.When Shane suddenly linked arms with me, I thought she had something important to discuss. But she just smiled and said, “
Aria’s POVI took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering unease. The memory of hearing my ex-husband Victor calling my name before I got into the elevator earlier still haunted me. When he called my phone twice after that, I’d turned it off, not wanting to deal with him.In the car, Samuel
Aria’s POVThree days passedI stood amid the vibrant tulips in Amsterdam, their colors a stunning display against the backdrop of the clear blue sky, I couldn't help but feel a temporary sense of peace wash over me. I’ve been exploring museums and sightseeing spots the past three days since I got
Aria’s POVArriving at the sleek, glass-paneled building of Elixir, I took a deep breath and reminded myself to smile. Today was the first day of the next screening process, and though I'd already passed the initial interview, I knew this was where the real challenge began. As I walked through the
Aria’s POVI sat nervously in Tina's office, waiting for her to speak. She had been observing me closely over the past few days, evaluating my every move. But somehow, getting called in here felt different. I was greatly rattled. “Aria,” Tina began, her voice measured yet encouraging. “I've made my