Victor’s POVThe next day, I woke up to the sun filtering through the curtains. My phone buzzed on the bedside table, pulling me from the fog of sleep. I glanced at the screen and saw Phil’s name.The message read: Shane’s called an official board meeting. She’s ready to announce herself as the majo
Victor’s POVThere was a moment of stunned silence before the board members began murmuring among themselves, their expressions shifting as they processed my unexpected entrance.“Victor, I didn’t expect you to be here,” Shane recovered quickly, her voice feigning nonchalance as she forced a smile.
Victor’s POVI raised an eyebrow. Then, to her bewilderment, I smiled. She had just given me the opening I needed for more revelations. “Is that so?” I asked, leaning forward slightly. “I didn’t realize you were still so confident in that claim.”“Yes!” Shane insisted, her voice now obviously filled
Aria’s POVThe scent of hay and earth hung in the air as we stepped into the petting zoo. Soft bleats and gentle snorts echoed around the small barn, where goats and lambs roamed freely among the visitors. Jasmine held my hand tightly, her eyes bright and wide with excitement.“Mommy, can I feed the
Aria’s POVI looked up at Victor, remembering something else that I heard about. “Is it true that you got help from Samuel?” My tone was filled with shock because this collaboration was just so unlikely. Victor met my eyes, nodding. “Yeah. I know we haven’t exactly been on the best terms in the pas
Victor’s POVAs I watched Jasmine giggle and pet the bunnies, a smile tugged at my lips. This was what I wanted—a peaceful moment with my daughter, without the stress of work, without the tension of the past. She was happy, and Aria and I were… well, we were here together, and that was something.I
Aria’s POVI sat by the window, cradling a cup of coffee in my hands, the warmth seeping through my fingers. Dinner was done, and I had the place to myself—a rare moment of peace. Yet, as I stared into my coffee, my mind wandered back to that day at the zoo.It had been weeks since Victor, Jasmine,
Aria’s POVWhen I opened the door, the world seemed to tilt for a second. Standing on the porch was Troy—but not the Troy I remembered.He looked nothing like the clean-cut, confident guy who used to make Jessica laugh until she cried. This Troy was disheveled, worn out, and desperate. His once neat