Welcome to book two my Lovelies, Hope you'll enjoy ❤.
I stand on the side with a glass of champagne in my hand, just watching. Everyone seems to be happy and in a good mood, which is more I can say about myself. We’re at the reception of Rowan and Ava’s second wedding, yet I can’t bring myself to be excited. Don’t get me wrong, I am genuinely happy fo
I turn to my brother. I hadn’t even noticed that he was no longer by Ava’s side. I’ve never seen him this happy, well apart from the day Noah was born and the day Iris called him papa for the first time. His smile was blinding and his eyes were shining. He looked and seemed different from the Rowan
I stare at the reports in my hands blankly. This past few weeks have been, to say the least, heavy. In other words, I fucking hated the last couple of weeks, especially because the board kept breathing down my fucking neck. Except for my dad, I wondered if the rest of the fuckers had nothing better
Harper My eyes land on the picture of Liam, my late husband. It’s been two years and I still miss him like crazy. Sighing, I put the broom down and picked up the picture. I take a seat on my worn-out sofa and just stare at him, lovingly tracing his face. We’re trying to move on but it hasn’t been
I stare at him, completely shocked. I immediately close my mouth just so I don’t look stupid staring at him with my jaw dropped. Never have I ever imagined that my path would cross with that of Gabriel. I assumed that the day he divorced me was the last day that I would set my eyes on him. I know
“No!” I blurt the word, shocking even myself with the ferocity behind it. He stares at me with an unnamed emotion. Within seconds, his face is blank, and a certain coldness takes its place. I swallow at the dangerous current that fills the room. This was the Gabriel I was used. The Gabriel I know.
“What are you implying?” my hands are all shaking, as a new kind of pain washes over me. He uncrosses his legs and leans forward. “Simple, I kept the company and built it back up. Of course, I renamed it and made it under my image. It’s one of my many companies now.” Anger and pain washes over me.
Fuck! Why me? Why now? Why today, of all days? Fate has already established that she hates me, but this is too much even for that bitch. Why the hell did she loathe me so much? To be honest, I’m afraid of looking up. Afraid of looking at both Gabriel and Lilly. I try my best to calm down my erratic