Victor’s POVThe officer excused himself, and as he walked away, I felt Aria’s hand slip into mine. Her fingers laced through mine instinctively, and I gave her hand a gentle squeeze, feeling that calm, anchoring warmth that only she seemed to bring.Dr. Levine watched us, his eyes softening. “Tonig
Aria’s POVA deep sense of sympathy filled me as I thought about Samantha’s story. Her life had taken a dark turn, yet now, thanks to Dr. Levine’s dedication, she was finally being given the support she needed. It was hard not to be moved by his kindness and determination to help her, even after eve
Victor’s POV“What’s next?” I asked, eager to find out what will happen to move this forward. Harris sighed, his gaze steady. “Because it’s our only lead right now, we can’t risk busting it too soon. If we blow this, we may never get another chance. So we’re taking it slowly, one step at a time. We
Aria’s POV“Fiona! Farah!” I called out, smiling as I stepped into the gallery. The warm, earthy tones and vibrant photos on the walls welcomed me, each frame a stunning portrayal of Amsterdam. The last few days had been a whirl of stress and unease, and I needed this—a night to escape into art and
Aria’s POVSamuel looked at the photograph with me, and his gaze softened. “Do you remember that bridge?” he asked quietly. “The morning you broke down and I didn’t know what to do…”I swallowed, a small smile tugging at my lips as I nodded. “How could I forget? I was… barely hanging on then.” I let
Aria’s POV“Oh, I can’t believe she’s giving birth already!” I practically sprinted into the hospital lobby, nearly skidding to a halt as I spotted Victor leaning casually against the reception desk. My heart skipped a beat—part surprise, part… something else I didn’t want to admit.“Victor?” I bli
Victor’s POVI stood there, hands tucked into my pockets, trying to hold onto the warmth of the moment. Arnold and Emma looked at their newborn son with a kind of happiness, a glow of pride and love I couldn’t remember experiencing ever. At first, I was genuinely happy for them. Arnold, a man who’d
Aria’s POVOur conversation broke off as I heard familiar voices in the hallway, growing louder. I turned just in time to see Jessica walking in, holding Jasmine’s hand, with Fabian trailing closely behind. My heart leapt, and relief washed over me as I took in Jessica’s appearance—she looked health