Elizabeth entered the study, her eyes scanning the room as she stepped inside. Olivia Hill sat behind a large, ornate desk, her eyes fixed intently on Elizabeth.The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight peeking through the heavy curtains. The air was thick with the scent of old books and leather, and the flickering flames of a small fire danced in the hearth.Olivia's expression was unreadable, her face a mask of calm composure. She gestured to a chair opposite her desk, her voice low and even. "Please, Elizabeth. Sit down."Elizabeth's heart pounded in her chest as she approached the chair, her eyes never leaving Olivia's face. She sat down, her hands clasped tightly together in her lap.Olivia leaned back in her chair, steepling her fingers together as she regarded Elizabeth. "So, you're here about Sarah," she said, her voice neutral.Elizabeth nodded, her voice trembling slightly. "Yes. I want to know what's going on, Olivia. Why is Sarah involved with your son?"Ol
Griffin strode towards Nicholas, Sarah, and his grandmother, his eyes fixed on the couple with an unnerving intensity. His guards followed closely behind, their guns trained on the group.Sarah's eyes widened in terror as she stared at the guns, her mind racing with the thought of being caught. She had been so careful, so meticulous in covering their tracks. How had Griffin found them?Nicholas's hand tightened around hers, his eyes locked onto Griffin. "How did you find us?" he demanded, his voice firm.Griffin's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with triumph. "You shouldn't have underestimated me, Nicholas," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I have resources and connections. And I always get what I want."Sarah's eyes darted between Griffin and the guards, her heart racing with fear. She had never felt so trapped, so vulnerable.Nicholas's grandmother stepped forward, her voice firm. "Griffin, stop this. You're not welcome here."Griffin's gaze flicked to her, his e
Sarah walked away with Griffin; Nicholas's eyes blazed with desperation. He took a step forward, his legs pumping as he tried to run back to her."Sarah! Sarah, don't go!" He shouted, his voice echoing through the air.But Griffin's guard was too quick. He raised his gun, pointing it at Nicholas's head, and then swung his arm, striking Nicholas in the chest.Nicholas stumbled backwards, his eyes flashing with pain. He fell to the ground, gasping for breath as Griffin's guard stood over him, his foot raised to deliver the final blow."Leave him alone!" Sarah screamed, her voice piercing the air. "Griffin, stop him!"Griffin's gaze flicked back to Nicholas and then to his guard. He nodded, his voice dripping with malice. "Let him go. For now."Griffin's guard hesitated for a moment and then backed away, his eyes fixed on Nicholas. Nicholas struggled to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury."Sarah!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the air. "Sarah, come back!"She sat in the car wit
Nicholas floored it, his car speeding down the winding village roads as he chased after Griffin's vehicle. He could see Griffin's car ahead, Sarah's frightened face visible in the passenger seat. Suddenly, another car swerved into view, Griffin's men inside. They were trying to block Nicholas's path, but he was determined to get to Sarah.Nicholas expertly maneuvered his car, dodging the other vehicle's attempts to slow him down. He kept his eyes fixed on Griffin's car, his heart pounding with fear and determination.Meanwhile, back at the estate, the police had arrived and arrested Griffin's men, who had been left behind. Elizabeth, James, and Olivia were there, watching as the officers took the men away in handcuffs.Elizabeth's face was etched with worry. "My son and husband are still in Griffin's custody," she told the police. "They need to be saved."But Nicholas didn't care about any of that right now. His only focus was on rescuing Sarah. He pushed his car to its limits, the en
They stood there, locked in a fierce staredown, Sarah's eyes beginning to well up with tears. She was exhausted, emotionally and physically drained from the ordeal. Griffin's grip on her arms tightened, but he didn't seem to notice the tears streaming down her face.Without a word, he reached up and gently wiped away her tears, his fingers tracing the contours of her face. Sarah's eyes fluttered closed, and for a moment, she felt a spark of hope. Maybe, just maybe, Griffin truly did care for her.But when she opened her eyes and met his gaze, she saw something there that made her heart sink. It was a mixture of possessiveness and obsession, a look that seemed to say he would stop at nothing to keep her by his side."Sarah, listen to me," Griffin said, his voice low and husky. "I know you think I'm crazy that I've done all this for revenge. But the truth is, I've done it all for you. I love you, Sarah. I love you more than Nicholas ever could."Sarah's eyes flashed with anger, and she
Griffin's eyes widened in shock, his face twisting in a snarl. "Sarah!" he spat, turning on Sarah.But Nicholas was already moving. He launched himself at Griffin, tackling him to the ground. The two men crashed to the pavement, punching and kicking as they rolled around.Sarah stumbled back, her eyes wide with fear. She had never seen Nicholas like this before. She had never seen him so angry or so determined.Griffin's face was a mess of blood and bruises, but he refused to give up. He kept fighting; he kept punching and kicking.But Nicholas was too strong. He pinned Griffin to the ground, his eyes blazing with fury."It's over," Nicholas spat, his voice low and menacing. "You're not going to hurt anyone else. Not today. Not ever."Griffin's eyes flashed with anger, but he knew he was beaten. He lay there, panting and helpless, as Nicholas stood over him, victorious.Sarah stumbled forward, her eyes fixed on Nicholas's face. She had never seen him like this before. She had n
I felt the bullet pierce my shoulder, a searing pain that radiated through my entire body. I stumbled backward, my eyes locking onto Sarah's terrified face. Her eyes were wide with fear, her skin pale as she screamed my name.As I fell, time seemed to slow down. I felt myself floating, suspended in mid-air. I saw Sarah's face, her eyes filled with tears, her mouth open in a silent scream.And then I was falling. The cliffside rushed past me, the ocean far, far below. I felt a sense of weightlessness, as if I were floating in a dream.But it wasn't a dream. It was reality. And in that moment, I knew I might never see Sarah again. The thought was like a knife to my heart, a pain that eclipsed the physical agony of the bullet wound."God, why?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. "How can you be so cruel? Why must I be separated from Sarah every time? Can't you see how much I love her? Can't you see how much I need her?"Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I thought of all the m
Nicholas's heart swelled with joy as he gazed at Sarah and thought about their life together. This was everything he had ever dreamed of—a loving wife, a beautiful home, and a child to share it all with.He didn't care if this was a dream or reality. All that mattered was that he was living this life, this moment, with the people he loved.He felt a sense of contentment wash over him as he looked at Sarah, her smile brightening up the entire room. He loved her more than words could express, and he was grateful for every moment they spent together.He put down the coffee cup and reached out, grabbing her waist and pulling her close. Sarah's eyes sparkled with surprise as he lifted her up and sat her on the counter, her legs dangling in the air.Nicholas's hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves of her hips, waist, and breasts. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers, sending shivers down her spine.Sarah's arms wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss. They were lost in
Sarah sat on the couch, Nicholas beside her, his eyes filled with wonder as she recounted their life together. "...and then you surprised me in Stockholm, and we spent the weekends together," Sarah said, a smile spreading across her face.Nicholas's eyes sparkled with delight. "I remember. But there's something that's been bothering me."Sarah's brow furrowed with concern. "What is it?"Nicholas's expression turned serious. "Do you remember when Jace was in kindergarten? There was a man who came to meet him, a mysterious man with piercing eyes."Nicholas's eyes locked onto hers. "I've been thinking about it, and I think I know who it might be."Sarah's curiosity piqued. "Who?"Nicholas's voice dropped to a whisper. "Griffin."Sarah's eyes widened in shock. "Griffin? But why would he...?"Nicholas's expression was grim. "I don't know, but I have a feeling it's connected to everything that's happened. And I think I know why."Sarah's mind was racing. She thought back to the event, the o
Sarah sat in her cozy apartment, surrounded by the quiet streets of Stockholm. It had been two weeks since she left home, and she was slowly settling into her new life in Sweden. She had started college, made some new friends, and was slowly finding her footing in this new chapter of her life.But despite the distance, Sarah's heart remained connected to Nicholas. They spoke every day, no matter how busy they were. Today was Saturday, and Sarah had a rare day off from college. She was determined to work on her book, a project she had started after arriving in Sweden.As she sat at her desk, her laptop open in front of her, Sarah's fingers flew across the keyboard. She was writing about love, about Nicholas, about the way he made her feel. The words flowed effortlessly onto the screen, her heart pouring out onto the page.Just as she was getting into the zone, Sarah's phone rang. It was Nicholas. She smiled, feeling a warmth spread through her chest."Hey," she said, her voice filled w
Sarah's eyes narrowed, her expression incredulous. "You want me to give up my dream, my scholarship, my chance to study in Sweden, just to stay here with you?" She asked, her voice laced with disbelief.Nicholas's face fell, his eyes pleading. "Sarah, please understand. I want to be with you. I want to build a life together. Why do you need to go to Sweden?"Sarah's anger flared, her hands on her hips. "Why do you want me to give up my dreams? You're the one who told me to follow my heart and to pursue my passion. Now you're asking me to sacrifice everything for you?"Nicholas took a step back; his eyes hurt. "I didn't mean it like that, Sarah. I just... I want to be with you. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side."Sarah's voice rose, her words tumbling out in a rush. "You're not my husband, Nicholas. You're not my boyfriend, even. We're just... we're just… You can't tell me what to do."The words hung in the air, a palpable tension between them. Nicholas's eyes widened
The conference room was filled with the top executives and department heads of Hill's Cop. The atmosphere was tense, with everyone whispering and speculating about the reason for the sudden board meeting.James, Nicholas's father, walked in, followed by Nicholas himself. The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the newcomers."Good morning, everyone," James said, his voice commanding attention. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I've called this meeting. Well, I'm here to introduce the new CEO of Hill's Cop, my son, Nicholas."The room erupted into a mixture of applause and whispers. Nicholas took a seat at the head of the table, his eyes scanning the room."Nicholas has been groomed for this role from a young age," James continued. "He has the skills, the knowledge, and the passion to take Hill's Cop to the next level. I have no doubt he will excel in this position."Rachel, James's assistant, handed out folders containing Nicholas's bio and a summary of his qualifications. The exe
The party came to a close, and Nicholas slipped out of the cafe without a word to anyone. Sarah's parents, Joseph and Elizabeth, exchanged a concerned glance."That's odd," Elizabeth said, her brow furrowed. "Nicholas is always so polite and courteous. He usually thanks us and hugs us goodbye."Joseph nodded in agreement. "Yes, something must be bothering him. He seemed a bit off all evening."Sarah, too, noticed Nicholas's sudden departure and felt a pang of worry. She tried to brush it off, thinking he was just tired, but deep down, she knew it was more than that.As the evening drew to a close, Sarah's parents couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. They had grown to love Nicholas like a son, and his unusual behavior left them feeling concerned and uncertain.The cafe was quiet now, the evening sun having dipped below the horizon. Sarah was helping her mother, Elizabeth, with the final cleaning tasks, the only sound being the soft clinking of dishes and the creakin
The day of their graduation finally arrived, and the atmosphere was electric with excitement and nostalgia. Nicholas and Sarah's parents were beaming with pride as they took their seats in the packed auditorium, surrounded by friends, family, and fellow graduates.As the ceremony began, the dean of the college took the stage, welcoming everyone to the momentous occasion. The graduates, dressed in their caps and gowns, looked radiant, their faces aglow with anticipation.Nicholas and Sarah had worked hard to reach this milestone, and it was a testament to their dedication and perseverance. As they waited for their names to be called, they exchanged nervous glances, their hearts filled with a mix of emotions.Finally, the moment arrived, and Nicholas's name was announced. He walked confidently to the stage, receiving his diploma with a warm smile. His parents cheered, whistled, and applauded, their faces shining with pride.Next it was Sarah's turn. As the dean announced her name, Sarah
The college day drew to a close. Nicholas and Sarah walked out of the campus, exhausted but relieved. But as they approached the car, Nicholas's heart began to sink.Sarah, oblivious to his concerns, reached for the keys. "I'll drive us back home, Nick!"Nicholas's eyes widened in alarm, and he quickly intervened. "Uh, no, no, no! I'll drive!"Sarah raised an eyebrow, amused. "What's wrong, Nick? Don't trust my driving skills?"Nicholas's face turned pale. "Trust?! You're a menace on the road! I'm surprised we made it to college alive this morning!"Sarah laughed, holding out the keys. "Oh, come on! I'm a perfectly good driver!"Nicholas's eyes darted towards the car, and he quickly snatched the keys from her hand. "No way! I'm driving us home. My sanity can't take another ride with you behind the wheel!"Sarah pouted, but Nicholas could see amusement dancing in her eyes. "Fine, Nick. But you're no fun!"Nicholas let out a sigh of relief, getting into the driver's seat. "I'll take tha
Nicholas slowly began to adjust to his new life at home. His parents, James and Olivia, were overjoyed to have him back and were determined to make up for lost time. They spent every spare moment with him, taking him on outings, cooking his favorite meals, and just enjoying each other's company.Sarah, who had been a constant presence in Nicholas's life, was welcomed into the family fold. James and Olivia were grateful for her care and support, and they quickly grew to appreciate her warm and caring nature. Sarah became a regular visitor to the household, often joining them for dinner or game nights.One of the favorite pastimes of the family was playing board games together. Olivia was particularly fond of Scrabble and would often challenge Nicholas and James to a game. Nicholas, being the competitive one, would always try to beat his mother's high score, while James would provide comedic relief with his creative word choices.Sarah was a master of Monopoly. She would often join forc
Nicholas stood by the window, his eyes lost in the vast expanse of the sky. He was a man without a past, a stranger to himself. His memories, his identity—everything was a blank slate.Sarah entered the room, a gentle smile on her face. She had brought his favorite food, hoping to lift his spirits. But as she saw him standing there, lost in thought, her heart went out to him."Hey, Nicholas," she said softly, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "How are you doing?"Nicholas didn't respond; he didn't even flinch. He was too caught up in his own thoughts, trying to make sense of the void within him.Sarah's hand remained on his shoulder, a comforting presence. "I know it's tough, Nicholas. I know it's hard to adjust to...not remembering anything."Nicholas's eyes slowly focused on her, his gaze searching. "It's like...I'm a ghost," he whispered. "A ghost without a past, without a life."Sarah's eyes welled up with tears. "You're not a ghost, Nicholas. You're a person with a life and