Samuel didn't answer directly. Instead, he leaned forward and asked, “Why do you care so much, Victor? You and Aria are divorced.”“I believe I still have a chance to win her back,” I said firmly.“You really think that, don’t you?”“Yes, I do,” I replied sharply. “And I can’t see why you’d be so cl
Aria’s POVI loved this hotel room. The spacious rooms and hallways, the quiet neighborhood, everything was a refreshing change from my previous apartment. It felt like a sanctuary, but of course I could not afford to stay here much longer.The phone rang, and I hurried to answer. “Aria, it’s Samuel
Why did Victor send me flowers? I wondered. It was just so odd. I was surprised and bothered at the same time. And perhaps, a little part of me, maybe the old me, jumped with joy even for a little while. Victor and I had a complicated past, and his sudden gesture stirred up a mix of emotions. Howev
Aria’s POVI felt helpless. Victor only did what he wanted, ignoring my wishes and never taking the time to understand me.Just then, Victor's phone rang. He raised his phone and glanced at the caller ID, and I saw it was Shane.“If you pursued Shane, she would definitely agree without hesitation,"
Aria’s POVI took a deep breath as I prepared for my scheduled prenatal check-up. The weekend was the only time I could fit it in, and I didn’t want to delay it any longer. With my appointment confirmed, I decided to have a quick breakfast at a nearby café before heading to the clinic. I grabbed my
Aria’s POVSeeing Samuel’s thoughtful expression, I suddenly got worried that the doctor’s remark might have made him feel awkward, strange, or troubled. “Samuel’s a really good friend, Dr. Lewis,” I emphasized when the ultrasound was done. “I’m divorced, so... I’m going through this on my own.”Dr
Aria’s POVI was at my desk, finishing up a report, when my email notification chimed. I clicked on the new message and read the subject line: Access to Retrieve Belongings from Apartment 3B. My heart skipped a beat as I opened the email, scanning the content quickly. The building management had fi
Aria’s POVOver the weekend, I had finally moved into my new apartment, the cozy place owned by Alex. It was certainly a fresh start, and I couldn’t help but feel like things are going to just keep getting better. I stood in front of my wardrobe, rifling through hangers of clothes. It felt exhilara
Aria’s POVThe ride home was quiet, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Victor’s hand rested on the gearshift, his fingers brushing mine occasionally. Each accidental touch sent a warm ripple through me, leaving me feeling both nervous and giddy. My heart was still dancing from the events of the night befo
The next morning, The sunlight streaming through the curtains was the first thing I noticed as I stirred awake. As I blinked against the light, memories of the previous night surged back like a wave, crashing over me with startling clarity. My breath hitched, and I sat up quickly, clutching the blan
Aria’s POV"Victor," I murmured breathlessly, barely recognizing my own voice. "Aria," he whispered back, his tone filled with a hunger that matched my own. His lips found mine again, urgent and unrelenting.We stumbled together through the hallway, his hands sliding beneath my blouse, fingertips s
Aria’s POVI jumped from the table, my heart still pounding in my chest, and headed toward the studio door. “Stay here,” I said softly, though my voice wavered with some nervousness and the remaining heat. The air between us still sizzled, making it almost impossible to think clearly.Carefully, I o
When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathless. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, and her eyes—God, those eyes—shone with an emotion I didn’t dare put a name to just yet.I rested my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath as I spoke. “Aria… you’re everything to
Victor’s POVThe entire evening had been a cascade of emotions—love, happiness, nostalgia—and now, standing here, my heart felt like it might burst. I looked at Aria, her expression a mix of hope and nerves as she waited for my reaction. The painting, the bottles, the thought behind it all—it was ov
Aria’s POV“Still thinking of work at this hour?” he teased, his tone light and playful. “Should I be worried you’re pulling me into a midnight brainstorming session?”I glanced back at him, rolling my eyes with a laugh. “Trust me, it’s not that. Just wait. You’ll see.”We reached the entrance of my
Aria’s POVThe party was everything I didn’t know I needed. Laughter rang out like music, echoing through the beautifully decorated terrace. Friends and family filled the space, their joy infectious as they mingled, shared stories, and celebrated together. Even Jessica, who normally claimed she hate
Aria’s POVMy heart pounded as I reached for the door handle. With a shaky breath, I turned it, bracing myself for whatever lay on the other side.The cool night air greeted me as the door creaked open, and I stepped cautiously onto the terrace. My flashlight’s beam darted around the space, but ever