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.
The class dismissed, Nicholas made his way towards Sarah, but she quickly gathered her belongings and hurried out of the room, avoiding eye contact. He followed her into the hallway, but she swiftly disappeared into the crowd.Undeterred, Nicholas turned to his friends, who were waiting for him by the lockers. "Hey, guys. What's up?"Josh, Adam, John, Andrew, exchanged skeptical glances. "Not much, Nick. What's with the sudden interest in psychology?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.Nicholas shrugged. "Just thought it would be a cool class to take. You know, learn about what makes people tick."Josh snorted, his voice laced with skepticism. "Save it, Nick. We know you're only in it for Sarah. Now, what are you trying to do? You already rejected her. What do you want—a second chance? I think she's not your type, anyway. Better leave her alone."The group erupted into chuckles, but Nicholas's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing. "Guys, I'm telling you, I'm really interested i
Nicholas leaned back in his chair, his voice low and smooth as he whispered, "Hey, Sarah."Julia's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed intently on Nicholas. She stared him down, her expression a mixture of anger and disgust. "Don't even think about talking to her, Nicholas," she whispered fiercely, her voice barely audible over the professor's lecture.Nicholas's smile never wavered, but his eyes flickered with amusement. He seemed to enjoy Julia's hostility, and his gaze lingered on her for a moment before returning to Sarah.Sarah felt a surge of gratitude towards Julia, but she knew she had to handle this situation herself. She straightened her shoulders, her heart pounding in her chest, and focused on Mrs. Patel's lecture.But she could sense Nicholas's eyes on her, burning with intensity. She knew he was trying to get under her skin to make her react. And she was determined not to give him the satisfaction.Mrs. Patel continued her lecture, Sarah couldn't shake off the feeling of being