Selene's POV. I woke up the next day with a small smile on my face. I had managed to shut Jacob up and felt so good about it. Whether or not he was angry with me was his business because I didn't have any grudges against him. He was the one with various ideas that didn't make any sense, no matter how much he tried to make them work. I headed downstairs and saw him sitting at the dining table with a laptop in front of him. I smacked my lips, announcing my presence, but this stubborn man refused to act like he saw me. "Good morning Jakob." "There is nothing good about the morning." He responded sharply. If I wasn't careful he would have bitten my head off. I guess he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I glanced around pretending not to also see him, before raising my brows. "Where is Martha?" "Gone." I blinked in confusion. "What do you mean gone? She was alive last night, what suddenly happened?" "How dumb can you be?" He responded sharply again and I rolled my
Selene's POV."We are wastedddd..." Lily's drunken voice filtered into my ears making me roll my eyes. She rested on my shoulder, saddling me with the responsibility of carrying her home. "Why don't you look happy? I'm sorry I dragged you..." She trailed off before letting out a loud snore.So much for wanting to hang out with me. I should have known that she was no good but also wanted freedom after being caged in that house for so long. I would have preferred it if I had just gone to the bar alone. "Please take us home," I told the driver, who nodded through the rearview mirror. I rested my head on the back seat and reached for her phone so that I couldn't tell her parents that she was out with me. They allowed us to mingle together because they believed I was going to set her straight. Taking her home was also not going to be the best way to go so I swiped across her phone screen. I was glad that I knew her password because it was going to prove abortive if I decided to take cha
Selene's POV. "Urgh, my head hurts like hell. I don't even know why I..." Lily complained immediately after she woke up, and I found myself rolling my eyes. She jumped up immediately after she spotted me, or rather immediately after I opened the windows. She wasn't supposed to be here and have me babysitting her when she was an adult in her right and responsible for her actions, but I guess this was what I had signed up for, and I didn't have any right to complain about anything. "You should be happy that I made it a point of duty to take you home last night because you decided to be a pain in my life, and right now, I don't know what to do." I retorted not giving her breathing space at all. If I did that then it was a license for her to continue living recklessly."Selene?" "Were you expecting someone else?" I responded and folded my arms about to launch into scolding her properly. She didn't reply. Instead, she kept on staring at me, probably hoping that I turned into someone e
Selene's POV.I didn't know how to feel at that moment because I knew that I had made a lot of harsh judgments on this man. I mean it wasn't my fault, after all ,he presented himself that way. "I don't need your pity." He snapped at me and I rolled my eyes. There he went again, trying to prove something that was not even in the works. I guess he found pleasure in showing everyone that he didn't need their help which quite frankly I didn't think I was in the best position to help him with whatever he was going through. "Have you even considered if I have any help to offer to you in the first place? I'm just some young lady trying to find my foot in life and expecting me to become a therapist to you is a far stretch. I wont even engage myself in such." I retorted, relishing the fact that he doubled back in shock. "Now that we've got that out of the way? I believe that we can pick to each other like real people and come to a truce." I offered, that was my only way of repaying him for
Selene's POV. "He said that?" Julie asked in a bewildered tone as she cleaned the tabletop in front of her."Of course you did, why do you think I'm angry?" I responded before picking up a dishcloth. For the past few days, my anger knew no bounds and the only way I could express it was to go out to meet my friend, Julie. She was even closer than Lily because I was the one having to babysit such a grown woman simply because she couldn't keep herself in check and now I had to waste my time trying to do a lot just to appease her. She hadn't been picking up my calls, making things even worse. Sometimes I wondered how I was able to get in contact with such a person who wasn't interested in self-development and would rather wallow in discussing issues that didn't pertain to any of our growth. "I don't think he meant anything bad," she began before shaking her head when she realized that she had probably stepped on my nerves around I was not going to respond in a way she like. "I'm only s
Jakob's POV.I watched the time religiously like I had an appointment when I was only waiting for Selene to return from wherever she went. I didn't understand why a person would stay so long outside especially when they knew that there was so much at stake. She was almost robbed a few days ago yet that didn't deter her from painting the town red. I would never understand how some people reasoned. I knew that my words had hurt her, and she had maintained her distance, which I wasn't quite happy with. My mouth was going to land me in trouble one of these days and I knew that for a fact. Funnily enough, I hated the silence; how was I supposed to cope with not having anyone to disturb or try to make me feel lesser than myself? She had a way of getting under my skin and I was hoping that she returned as soon as possible. My phone rang, to my surprise, because I had caused everyone not to be able to reach me except her. "Yeah?""I'm sorry to disturb you, sir. I wanted to inform you that
Selene's POV. "I know right? She is not going to like this especially when she wakes up. I can almost see her eyes rolling in fear when she discovers that..." My eyes fluttered open so that I could get to know those guys who were talking especially in my ear. I saw Julie standing in my room but to my surprise, Jakob was also in his wheelchair, staring at me. "Why is everyone looking at me like I am a ghost?" I asked defensively. Julie's eyes sparkled with mystery and I found myself backing up. What had these two been planning behind my back? I knew that my friend was the most stable person I had in my life right now, but it didn't still stop me from thinking that she might have suddenly abandoned her brain, and that's why she was here with my supposed husband. "I guess this is my cue to leave. Have a nice day, Julie." Jakob responded, making me shake my head in shock. I would never have expected that both of them would suddenly become best of friends. When did this happen and I wa
Jakob's POV.I smiled when I heard the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. I hope she had finally finished berating her friend for calling me when she was in need. That lady had so much spine, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Why the hell was I even thinking about her when I had so many important messages to attend to? Discussing with her friend overnight was going to tell on me today but that was the only way I could also catch a glimpse into her life besides what she had shown me. The footsteps stopped right in front of me, making me raise my head pretending that I had noticed her. "Good morning," Selene said in a soft voice making me squint. Had I mistakenly stepped into an alternate universe where she of old people decided to be sweet to me, especially in the morning after her friend had discussed so many things with me? "Good morning, how did you sleep?" I couldn't help but ask I pretended to stare into her face but freaking hell, she was hot this morning, not eve
Epilogue(Author’s pov) The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting golden lights across the room. Selene sat on the bed, her laptop was open and her fingers flew over the keys as she responded to emails. Her work demanded her attention too much these days, but it was difficult to concentrate when Ethan was running around the house like a whirlwind. The little boy had energy that never seemed to run out. He kicked his small red ball against the walls and let out triumphant cheers when it bounced back, then ran after it with wild excitement. Selene had gotten the ball for him on his 3rd birthday and ever since, the boy had turned it into his companion and his father hadn’t stopped talking about how he was going to be the best football player in the world. His tiny feet thudded against the floor and along with his squeals of excitement, Selene was frustrated. She didn’t know how else to caution him and had already gotten tired. "Ethan, slow down!" Selene called, he
Selene’s Pov; I kept hearing voices, some were familiar and others, unfamiliar, but what enraged me was that I couldn’t tell whom the voices belonged to. My eyes fluttered open slowly after a while and I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the blinding light in the room. The room was unfamiliar and I glanced around, trying to recall how I got here. The ceiling glowed with the harsh fluorescent light. The sharp scent of antiseptic burned my nose, the rhythmic beeping of a monitor filled the silence around me and my body ached, as if I had been torn apart and stitched back together. I tried to move but my legs didn’t respond and panic rose to my chest. I sucked in a sharp breath, my hands moving to my thighs. My fingers trembled as they pressed against my thighs and then my knees, nothing. No sensation, no movement. Nothing at all! A strangled noise escaped my throat as I tried again, harder this time, but my legs remained dead weight beneath me. No, no, no. My heart slammed
Author’s Pov; Logan glanced around quickly, his breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the prison corridor. His palms were slick with sweat, and his heart raced, but that didn’t stop him. This was his moment. This was the perfect opportunity and this time, he was going to ensure that he was successful. But fate had other plans for him.Just as he reached the gates, someone yanked him back. "Going somewhere?" The warden’s voice was taunting. He had been watching the man and knew that he was up to no good. Turns out he was right. Logan gritted his teeth, trying to pull himself out of the man’s grip, but it was useless. Within seconds, two more guards tackled him to the ground, pressing his face into the cold floor. "Son of…" Logan growled, struggling against their grip. "Shut it," one of the guards barked, twisting Logan’s arms painfully behind his back. "You really thought you could buy your way out this time?" Logan chuckled darkly, despite the pain. "Do you ev
Selene's POV The doors opened, and the soft melody of the piano filled the small chapel. My heart pounded so hard I thought everyone could hear it. I took a deep breath, but it didn’t help much. My hands felt empty without someone holding them. I had dreamed of this day since I was a little girl, but in those dreams, I never imagined walking down the aisle alone. I had imagined my father to be the one ushering me down the aisle in my glistering and beautiful wedding gown and then into the hands of my husband but I guessed everything happens for a reason. I gripped my bouquet tighter and took my first step. My mother sat in the front row, smiling at me with teary eyes. Jakob’s parents sat beside her, their faces warm and kind. Martha gave me a thumbs-up. Sean nodded, his face serious, but I knew he was happy for me. Julie was grinning, whispering something to her boyfriend, everyone looked at me with love and support, but the empty space beside me was too loud, I was not supposed
Author's POV Two weeks had gone past since they returned to the country. It had been a hard time, keeping memories of sorrow; joy, however, was to remain valid for this night. Jakob and Selene’s parents sat together for dinner, sharing laughter and memories in a great camaraderie of friendship. Summer warm, one could hear names and clinking of glasses and rejoicings. Jakob surveyed the table. He breathed in once. “I want to say something, there is something very important I would like to say.” The attention of the room shifted to him. Selene appeared sweetly and placed her hand on his. He lifted his glass. “But before I say what I have to say, first of all let us take this toast,” he paused as they all took their glass of wine, " To family.” “To family!” Everyone chimed in and raised their glasses. Jakob looked on smiling. “I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for all of you. You have been my backbone, my strength. You pulled me out of the deep waters. Selene’s father..” J
Author's POV Mia planted herself on the cold bench within the jail cell and tapped her fingers against the metallic bars, letting out a huffed breath as she pulled out the tiny phone she had hidden in her pocket and moved her fingers quickly to dial Jacob's number. She needed to act fast before the prison guards on duty came to check on her and caught her, being without a phone was the worst thing that could ever happen to her in this cruel place. She cleared her throat and she mentally went on the words she was going to say to Jakob. The phone rang: once, twice, three times, and then he finally picked up, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you want, Mia? How were you able to call me anyways?" She swallowed hard, pressing the phone closer. "Jakob, listen, I don't have much time so you have to listen to me attentively. I need you to get me out of here." Silence. Then a small chuckle. "You need me to do what?" Mia clenched her teeth. "Bail me out, Jakob! I shouldn't b
Selene's POV The TV had been on for some time, but my focus had wandered off entirely. My mind had been busy wandering amidst all the things I had to do when my name rang a bell.I blinked."Selene Carter’s art collection is making waves throughout the industry!" said the host, announcing. "People are talking, and the demand to see the owner herself is growing loud."I froze.Jakob must have been scrolling through his phone. "Did they just say your name?"I nodded slowly. "I think so."Jakob raised the volume. The host continued: "Collectors and critics are raving about the unique style, and emotion behind every piece. The name Selene Carter is being whispered about in art circles, and they want to know who she is?"My phone buzzed again, and a notification popped up, someone had mentioned me in a tweet."Where is Selene Carter? We need to see her! #ArtGenius #Masterpiece."Another tweet appeared."This woman’s art speaks to my soul. Who is she? Someone tell me!"I swallowed. This co
Jakob POV I breathed out the moment the plane touched down. It was a lengthy flight. Selene shifted beside me, stretching her arms. She didn't look at me, nor had she for most of the flight. I cared little, not my problem anymore. "We're here," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. She sighed. "Yeah, we are here finally. The journey for me is so tiring, I need a cool bath and a soft bed to lay on." "Hmm,” I hummed, nodding in agreement to what she wanted. We got our bags and walked out from the plane. The airport was teeming with people; I barely noticed. My eyes straight went to the front where our parents stood awaiting, they spotted us instantly. My mother waved cheerily, and my father grinned beside her. Selene's mother stood there, too, blood-shot but relieved. I expected just a simple greeting, maybe some hugs but as soon as we stepped closer, laughter broke out. My parents were laughing so hard I had to blink, "What's so funny? Is there something on us or did we do something
Jakob's POV. At this point I knew that I was in for some huge ride and I needed to prepare myself for the reality of the situation. This was absurd for me to say the least, but even at that I was only hoping that I will be able to do what I should. Sometimes I wonder why I bothered myself so much with her situation when I should have been able to decipher that she didn't think of me in such a manner. It was more like a thing of convenience for her and even though I didn't want to accept it I guess I found myself doing that already. It didn't mean that I loved it, but I had no choice. "She was going to fight tooth and nail just to have her freedom, or what she considered freedom and I needed to be wise about fighting someone like this. It almost never ended well. I picked up my phone and called my friend. He was the only one who could tell me the truth without hiding. "I need your help because I think I am running mad. I need your help because this woman is about to make me into som