Aria’s POVThe house was quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of the clock and the occasional soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle breeze passed through the open window. The doctor had just left, and though there was a private nurse available, I couldn’t bring myself to leave Victor’s side.He
Aria’s POVJasmine was sound asleep, her soft breathing a comforting rhythm in the quiet of the house. I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, watching her peaceful face, wishing I could absorb even a fraction of that serenity. But the tight knot of anxiety forming in my chest made it impossible.
Aria’s POVThe drive felt longer than I remembered. Winding roads, dense forestry, and the occasional clearing of a scenic lake made for a beautiful journey, but it was the remoteness of it all that truly struck me. This wasn’t just a retreat—it was a fortress of solitude, a place meant to be hidden
Aria’s POVThe aroma of sizzling bacon and hot chocolate drifted through the cabin, blending seamlessly with the brisk morning breeze. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, throwing golden streaks across the rustic wooden floors. It would have been easy to believe this was just another peacefu
Aria’s POVFor a moment, I was silent, unsure of how to respond. Alicia’s words echoed in my head, heavy and unsettling. She wants to see him? Will that do any good or just harm her?Before I could find my voice, Victor appeared, his presence shifting the energy instantly. Alicia straightened, her e
Victor’s POVThe sun had begun its slow descent behind the treetops, and I couldn’t shake the apprehension twisting in my gut. Someone had been out there. Watching. And if Jasmine had seen them, it meant they were close enough for a child to notice. That alone made my blood run cold.I stepped outsi
Aria’s POVThe dim glow from a single overhead light flickered against the old wooden beams as I stepped carefully into the hidden room. The air inside was thick with dust and the scent of aged paper, as though time itself had stood still within these walls. Shelves lined with old records, faded pho
Aria’s POVMy husband Victor was chatting animatedly with his ‘Miss Idea’, Shane, again. Their faces were close as her drooping hair rested on my husband's shoulder.Miss Idea. That was how my husband called Shane, his best partner in business. Whenever he mentioned her, the pride and praise on his
Aria’s POVThe dim glow from a single overhead light flickered against the old wooden beams as I stepped carefully into the hidden room. The air inside was thick with dust and the scent of aged paper, as though time itself had stood still within these walls. Shelves lined with old records, faded pho
Victor’s POVThe sun had begun its slow descent behind the treetops, and I couldn’t shake the apprehension twisting in my gut. Someone had been out there. Watching. And if Jasmine had seen them, it meant they were close enough for a child to notice. That alone made my blood run cold.I stepped outsi
Aria’s POVFor a moment, I was silent, unsure of how to respond. Alicia’s words echoed in my head, heavy and unsettling. She wants to see him? Will that do any good or just harm her?Before I could find my voice, Victor appeared, his presence shifting the energy instantly. Alicia straightened, her e
Aria’s POVThe aroma of sizzling bacon and hot chocolate drifted through the cabin, blending seamlessly with the brisk morning breeze. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, throwing golden streaks across the rustic wooden floors. It would have been easy to believe this was just another peacefu
Aria’s POVThe drive felt longer than I remembered. Winding roads, dense forestry, and the occasional clearing of a scenic lake made for a beautiful journey, but it was the remoteness of it all that truly struck me. This wasn’t just a retreat—it was a fortress of solitude, a place meant to be hidden
Aria’s POVJasmine was sound asleep, her soft breathing a comforting rhythm in the quiet of the house. I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, watching her peaceful face, wishing I could absorb even a fraction of that serenity. But the tight knot of anxiety forming in my chest made it impossible.
Aria’s POVThe house was quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of the clock and the occasional soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle breeze passed through the open window. The doctor had just left, and though there was a private nurse available, I couldn’t bring myself to leave Victor’s side.He
Aria’s POVThe adrenaline was still coursing through my veins. Even though Antonio Greco was gone—at least for now—I couldn’t shake the residual tension from my body. My grip on Victor was tight as I held onto him, reassuring myself that he was here, safe, alive.But my mind was racing.I had seen t
Victor’s POV"Victor, leave!" Alicia's voice was steady, but the look in her eyes sent a shock through me. She wasn’t afraid—at least not for herself. She was trying to protect me.Antonio held her tight, his grip possessive, his expression wild with something close to obsession. "See? She knows," h