Third-Person Point of View
"Those are Cunningham twins. The one who tried to attack the journalist is Eash. The other one is Ezra." Elsa said as Riley stared at the TV, even after the news about the twins was over.
With her voice, Riley shifted her gaze to her. Eash and Ezra...
How could Riley tell her that she knows about these twins way more than anyone else in this world knows about them? They have made her the happiest on the Earth at one time of her life but then she was pushed back to the darkest abyys of no return...
"Their mate has disappeared all of a sudden on the same day you got into an accident. Since then, they have been searching for her desperately all over the world. I don't think there is any place left for them to search more... They almost always appear on TV, literally begging the public to help them find their mate. They have even declared an unbelievably huge cash prize for anyone who gives tips about their mate's whereabouts. Poor guys! It must be really tough on them." Elsa sighed, and her face was filled with genuine sympathy.
Riley’s mind was a whirlwind of chaos, spinning with unanswered questions. Why in the world were the most powerful twins in the country so desperate to find her? Was it because they wanted to use her, a mere pawn in their grand chessboard of power and ambition? Or was it the irresistible pull of the mate bond that brought them crawling back?
Mate bond? What utter nonsense! Riley’s thoughts filled with bitterness. She clenched her fists as the memory found its way back into her mind, the betrayal, the unforgivable moment when they, her supposed mates, had tried to strip her of her dignity. Love? Respect? Those words didn’t belong in the same sentence as those men.
And yet, they were searching for her, digging the Earth as though their lives depended on it. But why? Was it guilt? Regret? Or had they developed yet another twisted game, with her as their pawn to move at will? The questions burned, but one thing was clear: she did not intend to let them make her an idiot again.
Observing how Riley was still absentmindedly staring at her, Elsa played her trump card to get Riley's attention back.
"And you know what is more unbelievable?"
"Hmm..."
"Their mate's name is Riley, too!!!" Elsa sounded excited as she said, but she couldn't see the reaction she expected from Riley.
"They were searching everywhere, even with the tiniest clue they got about their mate's whereabouts. They even came here when they heard someone called Riley got into an accident and was admitted to this hospital." Elsa was simply still trying to get Riley's attention.
"What?" This time, Elsa succeeded. As Riley's eyes widened, she almost screamed.
Elsa and Ashley looked bewildered by her sudden reaction, but trying to mask it, Elsa kept on explaining.
"Yeah, they came here. When they found out you were not their mate but our little girl, they were so heartbroken. I still can remember how depressed both of them looked when they heard it. "
"However, they turned out to be best buddies with Leo. He even lets them come to your room and see you so they won't have any conflicts in their hearts. That day, they looked so sad when they were in front of you. Eash that one who fought with journalists earlier, he actually cried. " Elsa sounded heartbroken as she was explaining.
Cried? Eash cried?
"It was not just him. I also saw tears in Ezra's eyes, even though he tried to be indifferent in front of us. I believe he is more affected by this than Eash, but he is trying his best to conceal it by being indifferent and aloof." Ashley added.
Tears in Ezra's eyes?
Eash's face, once radiant with a warm, sunshine smile, was now engraved with tear-filled eyes and flushed cheeks. Ezra, whose gaze had always been cold and unreadable, now filled with unspoken sorrow, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
This wasn’t something Riley could even imagine. Those two men were Extremely Dominant Alphas who clearly knew how to keep their emotions behind the line. Their hearts were blackened by the cruel, animalistic nature of winning at any cost. So how could she even picture them crying and being so vulnerable in front of others?
It was she who cried until her eyes were sore and there were no tears left to shed. And it was them who made her cry like that. So what are they doing now, shedding tears after she left them?
"Yes... Yes... Both of them were so sad... We all felt so sorry for them. At that moment, I thanked the moon goddess because she let you be with us even if you were in a coma. I couldn't even imagine how hard it would be if we didn't even know where you were. " Elsa said.
"Those poor boys... They must love their Riley the same way we love our Riley..." It was Ashely.
"As you came to us again after one year, I hope she will soon come to her mates too. I pray the moon goddess for that!" Elsa said.
No! Please don't ever pray for that! Riley begged inwardly as her eyes began to fill with tears. I don't want them to find me! I don't even want to see them. The moon goddess has given me a second chance to make my mistakes, and please let me spend this lifetime away from them and all the heartbreak they are going to cause me!
Even though the reason for Riley's teary eyes was something else, Elsa thought Riley was feeling sad for those twins, too.
"You are feeling sorry about them too, right? When they come to see you next time, you can say a few words to them to heal their wounded hearts. Let them keep on believing."
Riley's mind completely ignored the rest of the words Elsa said and focused just on, 'When they come to see you next time'.
"The next time they come to see me?" Riley asked as her heartbeat got rapid.
"Yes, they will surely come to see you when they hear you are finally awake. They are Leo's friends, after all, so they visit you at least once a month. They say they can feel some connection to you whenever they look at you, and it gives them hope that they will one day find their Riley, too."
What? A connection to me? Why on Earth!!!
Dear Moon Goddess, what kind of twisted game are you playing with my heart now? I thought I was given this chance to heal my wounded heart and start fresh. Why the hell did I lose my body and wake up in a stranger's body if you still let them be connected to my life?
Third-person point of viewThat evening, Leo came to visit Riley again. He brought a big bouquet of wild roses in different colours. This type of bouquet you can't just buy from any flower shop. Those roses looked so fresh and beautiful; the most special thing was they smelled so nice, fresh and lively with a mixture of charm.Riley took a deep breath, inhaling the smell that was so close to her heart. Her lips curved upward to a slight smile involuntarily. Her whole heart suddenly filled with cheerfulness, evading all her negative emotions since the morning."Do you like the flowers?" Leo, who looked extremely exhausted when he first entered the room, now had his eyes twinkling with happiness. The weariness seemed to fade away without leaving a trace. Just one brief smile from Riley could make this mature, powerful man change his mood in an eye blink. It must be the power of a true mate bond when you truly love and care for your mate. Riley sighed in her heart."I love the flowers. F
Third-Person Point of ViewIt was not really a dream, not something that never happened in her life. Instead, what she was seeing was an actual day in her past. That day, as she was walking to school with a bruised cheek, her mind was filled with the image of the middle-aged, fat, beer-bellied man who came to her house last night and screamed at her mom using all the filthy words, asking for the money he lent her. When her mom said she didn't have money to pay back, that man became very aggressive and began to hit her mother. Riley was so afraid that a man would kill her mother, hitting her like this, she jumped between them to stop him, but her mother screamed at her, asking her to go to her room. She didn't want to leave her mom at all. If this man is going to kill her mom, let him kill her, too. But with her mom's continuous screams, she had to retreat... But she couldn't wait to do just nothing. She was about to call 112 when her mom began to pull the man towards her bedroom. Go
Riley was running. Barefoot except for her worn socks, wearing only a thin pyjama and an oversized sweater, she sprinted through the biting cold of early December. The cold biting her skin, the wind cutting like ice, but all these are the facts she least worried about. Her desperate need to escape was far greater than the discomfort the weather could bring. This was the second time she had fled her home. The first time had ended in a tragedy one can't even imagine experiencing in one life. As the memories of it still haunted her every breath, Riley didn't want the history to repeat, but stopping now wasn't an option either.Behind her, the three people she desperately tried to avoid were following closely. Being extremely dominant Alphas, their abilities are far from Riley's imagination. So her attempt to escape was futile—she knew that very well—but she wasn't ready to give up her only chance. She didn't want to face any of them, the ones who had made her feel like the happiest perso
Third-Person Point of ViewRiley's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze blurry as it gradually focused on the sterile whiteness around her. The soft beep sound of the machines and the faint scent of antiseptic filled the air. She blinked a couple of times, trying to clear away the heaviness she felt on her eyelids. Her whole body felt stiff, disconnected from her soul, as if she were a stranger inhabiting it.The bed beneath her felt rigid, and the humming sounds of the machines beside her seemed distant, almost unreal.Maybe she is in a dream. She will wake up soon, but wake up to what? What was she doing before? Why is it this hard to recall?She pinched herself on her arm to make sure she was dreaming.Unfortunately, she felt the pain... It is not a dream... This is the reality...Riley closed her eyes again, seeking refuge in the darkness behind her eyelids. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, to untwist the scattered memories that seemed just out of reach. Slowly, th
A doctor and two nurses hurried to the room, along with the woman who had just left. But Riley had no time to pay attention to them. She wanted to go to the washroom to look in the mirror and confirm—maybe this stupid phone was tricking her!Riley was so impatiently trying to remove all the wires and tubes that were attached to her body. Tears were spilling from her eyes nonstop; her head was so close to exploding..."Riley!!! Stop this!! You're hurting yourself!!!" the Doctor and the nurses rushed to hold her and stop her from acting madly."She was just fine when I left. What has happened all the sudden?" the woman who had come earlier began to sob."I... I want to go to the washroom!!" Riley spoke for the first time since she woke up."You don't have to go to the washroom. We can help you do it here... It is risky for you to get down from the bed before the Doctor properly checks you." a nurse said kindly, rubbing Riley's head to calm her down.Riley had only a few opportunities in
Third-Person Point of ViewThe young Riley's parents entered the room after the doctor and nurses had left. Their eyes brimmed with tears as they lingered near the door, gazing at her with a mixture of hope and heartbreak. Gathering their courage, they finally approached.Riley's mother reached her first, wrapping her in a trembling embrace before breaking into soft sobs. Riley's heart clenched as she could feel the depth of this woman's despair—more than a year of waiting for her daughter to awaken, only to face the cruel reality that she remembered nothing, not even them.Guilt gnawed at Riley's core. This woman wasn't her mother, and the love she showered on her wasn't meant for Riley but for the soul that no longer inhabited this body. Yet, how could she tell them the truth? That their daughter's soul was gone, replaced by a stranger? What devastation would that revelation bring to these innocent, grieving parents?"Don't worry, sweetheart," her father said gently, stepping closer
Third-Person Point of ViewEash...Once, Riley's heart would beat faster with joy and excitement at the mere mention of this name. But now, just hearing it gave her a headache.Riley felt there was a high probability the Eash who had just spoken with Leo was the same Eash she once knew. Otherwise, how could another Eash be waiting for his mate Riley to return? The coincidence was too incredible!It seemed Eash was a friend of Leo's; why else would Leo call him immediately after Riley woke from her coma? Riley sighed inwardly. What hadn't she done to stay away from Eash and his brother? She had left everything dear to her heart and fled to a remote mountainside, leaving no trail behind. Then she'd tragically had an accident and ended up in a stranger's body. She'd done everything possible, the most courageous things anyone could do, to avoid meeting them.Now she'd lost everything, even her own body... Yet, would she still have to encounter them in this life, too? How cruel could fate
Third-Person Point of ViewIt was not really a dream, not something that never happened in her life. Instead, what she was seeing was an actual day in her past. That day, as she was walking to school with a bruised cheek, her mind was filled with the image of the middle-aged, fat, beer-bellied man who came to her house last night and screamed at her mom using all the filthy words, asking for the money he lent her. When her mom said she didn't have money to pay back, that man became very aggressive and began to hit her mother. Riley was so afraid that a man would kill her mother, hitting her like this, she jumped between them to stop him, but her mother screamed at her, asking her to go to her room. She didn't want to leave her mom at all. If this man is going to kill her mom, let him kill her, too. But with her mom's continuous screams, she had to retreat... But she couldn't wait to do just nothing. She was about to call 112 when her mom began to pull the man towards her bedroom. Go
Third-person point of viewThat evening, Leo came to visit Riley again. He brought a big bouquet of wild roses in different colours. This type of bouquet you can't just buy from any flower shop. Those roses looked so fresh and beautiful; the most special thing was they smelled so nice, fresh and lively with a mixture of charm.Riley took a deep breath, inhaling the smell that was so close to her heart. Her lips curved upward to a slight smile involuntarily. Her whole heart suddenly filled with cheerfulness, evading all her negative emotions since the morning."Do you like the flowers?" Leo, who looked extremely exhausted when he first entered the room, now had his eyes twinkling with happiness. The weariness seemed to fade away without leaving a trace. Just one brief smile from Riley could make this mature, powerful man change his mood in an eye blink. It must be the power of a true mate bond when you truly love and care for your mate. Riley sighed in her heart."I love the flowers. F
Third-Person Point of View"Those are Cunningham twins. The one who tried to attack the journalist is Eash. The other one is Ezra." Elsa said as Riley stared at the TV, even after the news about the twins was over.With her voice, Riley shifted her gaze to her. Eash and Ezra...How could Riley tell her that she knows about these twins way more than anyone else in this world knows about them? They have made her the happiest on the Earth at one time of her life but then she was pushed back to the darkest abyys of no return..."Their mate has disappeared all of a sudden on the same day you got into an accident. Since then, they have been searching for her desperately all over the world. I don't think there is any place left for them to search more... They almost always appear on TV, literally begging the public to help them find their mate. They have even declared an unbelievably huge cash prize for anyone who gives tips about their mate's whereabouts. Poor guys! It must be really tough
Third-Person Point of ViewEash...Once, Riley's heart would beat faster with joy and excitement at the mere mention of this name. But now, just hearing it gave her a headache.Riley felt there was a high probability the Eash who had just spoken with Leo was the same Eash she once knew. Otherwise, how could another Eash be waiting for his mate Riley to return? The coincidence was too incredible!It seemed Eash was a friend of Leo's; why else would Leo call him immediately after Riley woke from her coma? Riley sighed inwardly. What hadn't she done to stay away from Eash and his brother? She had left everything dear to her heart and fled to a remote mountainside, leaving no trail behind. Then she'd tragically had an accident and ended up in a stranger's body. She'd done everything possible, the most courageous things anyone could do, to avoid meeting them.Now she'd lost everything, even her own body... Yet, would she still have to encounter them in this life, too? How cruel could fate
Third-Person Point of ViewThe young Riley's parents entered the room after the doctor and nurses had left. Their eyes brimmed with tears as they lingered near the door, gazing at her with a mixture of hope and heartbreak. Gathering their courage, they finally approached.Riley's mother reached her first, wrapping her in a trembling embrace before breaking into soft sobs. Riley's heart clenched as she could feel the depth of this woman's despair—more than a year of waiting for her daughter to awaken, only to face the cruel reality that she remembered nothing, not even them.Guilt gnawed at Riley's core. This woman wasn't her mother, and the love she showered on her wasn't meant for Riley but for the soul that no longer inhabited this body. Yet, how could she tell them the truth? That their daughter's soul was gone, replaced by a stranger? What devastation would that revelation bring to these innocent, grieving parents?"Don't worry, sweetheart," her father said gently, stepping closer
A doctor and two nurses hurried to the room, along with the woman who had just left. But Riley had no time to pay attention to them. She wanted to go to the washroom to look in the mirror and confirm—maybe this stupid phone was tricking her!Riley was so impatiently trying to remove all the wires and tubes that were attached to her body. Tears were spilling from her eyes nonstop; her head was so close to exploding..."Riley!!! Stop this!! You're hurting yourself!!!" the Doctor and the nurses rushed to hold her and stop her from acting madly."She was just fine when I left. What has happened all the sudden?" the woman who had come earlier began to sob."I... I want to go to the washroom!!" Riley spoke for the first time since she woke up."You don't have to go to the washroom. We can help you do it here... It is risky for you to get down from the bed before the Doctor properly checks you." a nurse said kindly, rubbing Riley's head to calm her down.Riley had only a few opportunities in
Third-Person Point of ViewRiley's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze blurry as it gradually focused on the sterile whiteness around her. The soft beep sound of the machines and the faint scent of antiseptic filled the air. She blinked a couple of times, trying to clear away the heaviness she felt on her eyelids. Her whole body felt stiff, disconnected from her soul, as if she were a stranger inhabiting it.The bed beneath her felt rigid, and the humming sounds of the machines beside her seemed distant, almost unreal.Maybe she is in a dream. She will wake up soon, but wake up to what? What was she doing before? Why is it this hard to recall?She pinched herself on her arm to make sure she was dreaming.Unfortunately, she felt the pain... It is not a dream... This is the reality...Riley closed her eyes again, seeking refuge in the darkness behind her eyelids. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, to untwist the scattered memories that seemed just out of reach. Slowly, th
Riley was running. Barefoot except for her worn socks, wearing only a thin pyjama and an oversized sweater, she sprinted through the biting cold of early December. The cold biting her skin, the wind cutting like ice, but all these are the facts she least worried about. Her desperate need to escape was far greater than the discomfort the weather could bring. This was the second time she had fled her home. The first time had ended in a tragedy one can't even imagine experiencing in one life. As the memories of it still haunted her every breath, Riley didn't want the history to repeat, but stopping now wasn't an option either.Behind her, the three people she desperately tried to avoid were following closely. Being extremely dominant Alphas, their abilities are far from Riley's imagination. So her attempt to escape was futile—she knew that very well—but she wasn't ready to give up her only chance. She didn't want to face any of them, the ones who had made her feel like the happiest perso