Aria’s POVI was engulfed in a haze of confusion and frustration. The drive back to our apartment seemed interminable. I could barely focus on the road, my thoughts consumed by the image of Victor with that woman and child. Jasmine’s animated chatter about her day at school was a distant murmur in
“Of course, no worries.”Jasmine was still bubbling with energy as she recounted her day. “Mommy, Miss Thompson read us a story about a magical unicorn! And then we made rainbow paintings,” she said, her eyes wide with excitement. “I made a rainbow that’s as big as the sky!”Jessica leaned in, her i
Victor’s POVMy phone rang loudly in my pocket as I walked out of the office. I pulled it out and saw that it was my cousin Emily calling. A smile spread across my face as I answered, knowing she’d been back in town for a while but that we hadn't had a chance to catch up.“Hey, Emily! Long time no t
Victor’s POVAs we stepped into Emily's new apartment, laughter filled the air. We had just come back from picking up her son Adrian from school. The little guy was bubbling with excitement, showing off his latest crayon masterpiece.“Look, Uncle Victor! I drew a dinosaur!” Adrian exclaimed, waving
Later, while we sat around Emily's modest dining table, which creaked softly under the weight of the simple meal, she glanced at me with curiosity. “By the way, Victor, have you had any contact with Samuel lately?”I looked up from my plate, slightly taken aback. Samuel’s name had a way of stirring
Aria’s POVThe late afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of the sleek InnovateTech Solutions building, bathing the modern event space in a soft, radiant light.Models in various glamorous outfits posed and preened under the bright studio lights, while photographers and stylists darted aro
Aria’s POVTurning around, I forced a polite smile. “Hello. I don’t believe we’ve met.”The woman’s smirk widened. “Oh, we haven’t. Not officially, anyway. But I’ve heard a lot about you, Aria.” She seemed to emphasize the last sentence with a sharp, negative tone, which was truly surprising. I too
Aria’s POVAs we settled back into the main event area, lunch concluded and the process of model selection resumed. Fiona and Emma gathered everyone’s attention and outlined the next phase of the process.“We’re about to begin the interviews,” Fiona announced. “It’s important for us to get to know e