Laura To my delight or chagrin, Jason didn't show up at the launch of Nemesis' new clothing line that day. This partly made me relieved because I wasn't going to be all apprehensive about his presence in that place, but that didn't mean that I didn't miss him. We received many important people, c
Laura What's wrong with you, Jason? What are you doing? You're so close to me, so why don't you kiss me? Why are you avoiding me? Who said I wanted to talk about work? I want you to kiss me. I need you to grab me and kiss me passionately. Furthermore, I need to feel you again. Can't you see I'm fee
Jason "Can you come over for Christmas this year, please?" My mother invited me, wanting me to attend Christmas with her and Grandma at their mansion in Chicago. "I'll probably be full of work, so don't count on me," I said, without much emotion, still looking at the computer screen. "For God's
Jason I was beginning to feel overwhelmed as the revelation of truth dawned on me and the infinite possibilities began to open up in my mind. Did Laura have a daughter who looked like me? Why? I tried to dig in my mind to see if I had ever seen Laura's daughter before, but I only remembered seeing
"I don't believe in this nonsense," I said exasperatedly, throwing the pregnancy test back into the sink. "Do you believe that our marriage will improve if you give me a child?" "A child always brightens a house, we could use a little more joy here," she said hopefully. "You want joy? Go to a cir
JasonI was drumming my fingers anxiously on the steering wheel of the car that I had prepared for me so that it would be available for me to use as soon as I arrived in Staten Island. It had been a few minutes since I had parked the car on the road opposite the daycare center. Saint Laurent and I w
"Fulfilling my requests? Only when it suits you, right?" I threw those words in his face. "I thought our friendship always came first.""What? What are you talking about?" He asked confused now. "I have to go, we'll talk later.""What? Wait, Jason…!" He tried to stop me, but I turned off my cell ph
LauraI was in my office at the Hextec offices while finishing my work that afternoon. In short, the time I had spent in Manhattan working with Nemesis had been such a success that nowadays what we mostly have here at Hextec is work, both small companies and large renowned firms sought out our marke
He hesitated, his smile faltering, but he sat, still clutching the bouquet like a shield. “Sure, about what?” I took a deep breath, looking straight into his eyes. “About you following me around. Showing up in my classes, staring at me all the time. It has to stop, Caleb. I’ve already told you I
Annie POV A month had passed since the first day of classes, and it felt like the universe was determined not to let me have any peace. Caleb was everywhere—in my classes, in the hallways, at every corner of the campus—always watching me from a distance with those brown eyes I once found comforti
Annie POV I was still standing in the hallway, Caleb’s words echoing in my head like a poorly tuned radio. He wanted to surprise me by coming to Oxwell. He still thought about me. He thought I was jealous. Each of his sentences looped endlessly, and I tried to figure out what I felt—anger, confus
“I know, I know,” he laughed, a light sound that seemed to brighten the space between us. “I couldn’t believe it myself when they accepted me. But it was a chance I couldn’t pass up.” I nodded, trying to find something to say that didn’t sound like the chaos swirling in my head. Caleb here, at the
Annie POV It was the first day of classes at college, and the tension between Abby and me still hung in the air like an invisible fog. Though we shared the same dorm, we didn’t speak to each other. We ignored one another completely, pretending the other wasn’t there. I spent my time interacting
Max POV The club was a circus of flashing lights and bass that made the floor feel alive, pulsing like a heart about to burst. The air reeked of gin and tonic, sweat, and overpriced perfumes, and I was at the bar counter, swirling the ice in my bourbon, watching the crowd throw themselves onto the
I blinked, trying to process what he was saying. "But what if... what if I mess it all up again? I’m not perfect, Matt. I have my flaws, my scars." He smiled, a smile both gentle and confident. "No one’s perfect, Lindsay. I’m not either. But you know what? My dad, Killian... he’s not my biological
Lindsay POV We arrived at the hotel after a night that still echoed in me like a good dream. Wyatt was exhausted, which wasn’t surprising after such an eventful day at the Weiss house. He fell asleep almost immediately after I put him to bed, a slight smile on his face that made me feel that, despi
Lindsay POV The dinner was a marvel, an experience that felt like a warm hug in the form of food and company. Emma Weiss insisted that I try every dish she had prepared with such care, and I couldn’t deny how much it made me feel welcomed. "My lasagna recipe is famous," she said with a proud smile,