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
Laura "It's not like that, Richard. Charme caused me trauma that didn't necessarily have to do with my ex-husband," I told him, trying to hold on to that. I was swallowing hard, feeling cornered by his questions. I simply had no way of answering those questions. He was silent, sighing frustrated
Laura "Are you sure that no one in your family or close to you picked her up from daycare today, ma'am?" The police officer asked when I went to file a complaint at the nearest police station. It was already dark, and I was almost becoming a desperate madwoman, looking for my daughter everywhere.
Laura "Are you saying my daughter was kidnapped?" I asked fearfully. "I'm not saying anything, but that could be a possibility. There are a lot of criminals who trick children with sweets and stuff and then kidnap them," said Terence, and I put my hand on my chest in fear. I swallowed hard at t
"Anne's mother wants to know if you saw Anne today when you left daycare, son," Natasha said to her son. "Yes, I saw her, we played in the courtyard until her father came to pick her up," the boy said calmly. But I looked at the couple and shook my head, saying, "No one picked Anne up from dayca
Jason As soon as I took my daughter from daycare, I fulfilled what I promised and took her to a snack bar and ate a snack with her. She was cute and wouldn't stop talking about everything, especially her mother and the life they led. She was quite curious and also asked me so many questions. "Do
"Can we make a snowman?" She asked after a while so we made a snowman while laughing and talking about snow, Christmas, and most of the time, about things that weren't very important. When I was with her it was like I was in a different orbit, in a reality where I was really happy with my daughter
Laura "I don't want anything from you, but Anne wants you to come to dinner with us," said my ex-husband's voice. My throat suddenly felt dry, and I lost the ability to speak for a few moments. So Jason was with Annie? Was he the one who had picked up my daughter from daycare? Why would he do suc
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,