Sarah stormed out of the house, tears streamed down her face, her body shaking with sobs. She couldn't bear the weight of her family's deception any longer. The truth had cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.She walked aimlessly, her feet carrying her away from the only home she had ever known. The familiar streets blurred together as she cried, her vision obscured by tears.How could they do this to her? How could her own family sacrifice her happiness for their own gain? The questions swirled in her mind, each one a fresh wound.As she turned a corner, Sarah stumbled upon a small park. She collapsed onto a bench, her body wracked with sobs. She felt lost and alone, unsure of where to turn or who to trust.Griffin's words echoed in her mind: "You deserve better, Sarah." But did she? Did she deserve to be loved and cherished, or was she destined to be used and manipulated by those around her?The tears continued to fall, a relentless reminder of the pain and heartache tha
They hugged, Nicholas felt a sense of determination wash over him. He would get through this, for himself and for his mother. He would find a way to heal, to move forward, no matter how hard it seemed.Nicholas's mind seethed with anger and hatred as he thought about Griffin. He knew that Griffin was behind everything—the stolen project, the attack, his father's death in the car accident that Griffin's man had caused, and now Sarah's disappearance. Griffin was his rival, but Nicholas had never thought he was capable of such evil.The memory of his father's death flooded his mind, the pain and grief still raw. He remembered the police telling him that the other driver had been drunk, but Nicholas knew the truth. Griffin's man had been behind the wheel, and it had been no accident.Nicholas's hands clenched into fists as he imagined Griffin's smug face, his condescending smile. He wanted to wipe that smile off his face to make him beg for mercy.He thought about all the times Griffin ha
Nicholas's eyes widened as he took a step back, his mind racing to comprehend the accusations. His mother's face turned pale, her eyes darting back and forth between Sarah and Nicholas."Your...your mother leaked the photos to the media?" Sarah's voice trembled with rage. "She blackmailed my mother and forced me to marry you? This was your plan all along, wasn't it?"Nicholas's mother took a step forward, her hands raised in defense. "Sarah, no, it wasn't like that..."But Sarah wasn't having it. She turned her attention to Nicholas, her eyes blazing with fury. "And you knew everything, didn't you? You knew your mother's plan, and you went along with it. You used me, Nicholas. You ruined me once again."With a swift motion, Sarah slapped Nicholas across the face, the sound echoing through the room. Nicholas felt a stinging sensation, but it was nothing compared to the pain he saw in Sarah's eyes.He knew this day would come. He had hidden his mother's secret, hoping to protect himself
Nicholas felt a stinging sensation as she threw her ring at him, the gold band glinting in the light before it hit him squarely in the face."Our 6 month contract is over," she continued, her voice cold and detached. "I cannot live with you in this marriage any longer."Nicholas stood there, frozen in shock as Sarah turned and walked away. He felt like he was watching his world crumble around him, like everything he thought he knew was being torn apart.His mother rushed to his side, her face etched with concern. "Stop it, Nicholas, do something," she urged, tugging on his arm.But Nicholas knew it was too late. He knew that he had lost Sarah, that she was gone for good. This was what was written in his fate; this was the consequence of his actions.He felt a sense of resignation wash over him—a sense of defeat. He knew that he couldn't change the past, couldn't undo the hurt he had caused.Sarah packed her bags in their room, Nicholas stood there silently, his heart heavy with sorrow
Nicholas stood before his father's grave, the familiar ache in his chest echoing through his entire being. He had always felt a deep connection to his father, and now, in death, he felt lost and alone.As he gazed down at the headstone, Nicholas's thoughts drifted to Sarah. He couldn't help but wonder what could have been if only he had done things differently. The regret and longing swirled inside him, a maelstrom of emotions he couldn't escape.With a heavy heart, Nicholas whispered his wish to the universe: "I want to go back in time. I want to fix everything. I want to make amends and win Sarah back."He felt a sense of desperation creeping in, his voice cracking as he spoke. "Please, just give me one more chance. I promise to do it right this time. I'll love her with all my heart, with every fiber of my being."Nicholas's eyes welled up with tears as he turned away from his father's grave. He knew he had to visit one more place to speak his heart to another person who had been im
He turned to face his pursuers, his back against the cliff's edge. The figure from the car stepped forward, its features still shrouded in shadow.But as the moonlight caught its face, Nicholas's eyes widened in shock. He knew that face, those piercing blue eyes, that sneering smile."Griffin Moratti," Nicholas spat, his voice venomous.Griffin, his rival and biggest enemy, took a step closer, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Nicholas," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "You've been a hard man to find."Nicholas's heart raced as he realized he was trapped. He could try to climb down the cliff, but it was a perilous route, and he might not make it. The ocean below seemed to stretch out like an abyss, waiting to swallow him whole.Griffin took another step closer, his eyes locked on Nicholas. "You've been a thorn in my side for far too long," he said. "But now it's over. You're going down, Nicholas."Griffin's smile grew wider as he revealed his twisted plan. "You see, Nicholas,
Nicholas's heart swelled with emotion as he descended the staircase, his eyes fixed on the familiar scene unfolding in the dining area. His mother, sipping her coffee and scanning the newspaper, looked up and smiled as he approached. But it was his father, sitting at the head of the table, that made Nicholas's heart skip a beat.He hadn't seen his father alive in years, not since the tragic accident that took his life in the future. But here, in this moment, his father was vibrant, smiling, and radiating warmth.Nicholas's composure crumbled as he rushed towards his father, tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn't contain his emotions, couldn't control the surge of joy and love that overwhelmed him."Dad!" Nicholas exclaimed, his voice cracking as he flung his arms around his father's neck.His parents were taken aback, surprised by the sudden display of affection. His mother's eyes widened in concern, while his father, caught off guard, patted Nicholas's back awkwardly."Hey, hey, S
Nicholas PovI trudged across the quad, my eyes fixed on the pavement as I navigated through the crowds of students rushing to their next class. I was a second-year student at Ravenswood College, and it felt like just yesterday I was a wide-eyed freshman trying to find my way around campus.I walked, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had been building up inside me. I had traveled back in time, reliving memories I thought I'd left behind. And now I was stuck in the past, trying to make sense of it all.I thought about Sarah and the proposal that had changed everything. I thought about my father and the expectations that came with being a billionaire's son. I felt like I was living in a dream, like nothing was real.I approached my psychology class, wondering how I was going to get through the next hour. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door, scanning the room for a familiar face. That's when I saw her, Sarah, sitting in the front row, her eyes fixed on the professor.