Jason "Is that why you're wanting to divorce my mother? Are you also going to do the same as Joshua and get married again? You’re not going to tell me that you’re already planning a wedding,” I supposed that to my father as if it were a mere joke, but he knew I was taking it seriously. “To tell th
Jason Laura walked over to where my dad and I were standing with a tray of iced coffee. She had a beautiful smile on her face as she walked towards us, as if she were at peace despite everything. “I thought you guys might need a cold drink,” she said with a smile on her face, approaching us with t
Laura The days passed, and things happened gradually. My mother began to show improvement and gradually gained her lucidity back. There were days when she would wake up remembering things from the past, but the next day she would feel lost again. So it was a constant struggle for her to try not to
Laura “The dilation is already favorable for the birth process,” said Dr. Joana, “and in a few minutes we can start. Are you prepared for this, mommy?” She smiled at me expectantly. I smiled in response. “Yes, I am, I’m looking forward to it, actually. I just hope Jason can stay lucid to watch th
Laura “The babies were born healthy as expected, it was a long journey that came to an end today,” Doctor Joana was saying, congratulating Jason and me for attending the birth of the boys. “We also thank you, Joana, for always being so helpful,” Jason said. He was hugging me from behind while he
Laura I took her hand and gently moved closer to the cribs. “It’s okay, Vivian, you don’t need to be afraid.” I encouraged. She smiled at me and looked at the babies with a sweet smile on her face, but then her smile broke, and an expression of surprise and shock came over her. “Ernest…?” She loo
Laura That afternoon, I left my children with their father and went to the prison where Suzy was being held. I had wanted to pay her a visit for a while. It was a beautiful autumn afternoon, the leaves on the trees were turning brown, preparing for the depressing time of winter. To tell the truth,
Laura Suzy was dressed in orange when she accepted my visit to the prison. She looked changed, with some bruises on her face, as if she had gotten into fights, something I didn't doubt because of the way she was aggressive and difficult to deal with. It was quite normal that she would have gotten i
Annie POV Peter Morton’s face was just inches from mine, staring at me. The electric blue of his eyes was so close I could see his irises dilating and contracting. “You okay, Lady Ann?” he asked. I sighed with a small smile, half in delight. “It’s been a while since anyone called me that.” Actual
Annie POV The masked boy—who I didn’t want to admit was Peter—took me to an upscale, comfortable hotel where I could spend the night safely, away from everything, and try to regain my composure and figure out what to do next. “You can stay here,” he said calmly, though his voice still carried a hi
Annie POV The masked boy led me through the dark campus, his hand firm in mine as we ran away from the ballroom. My legs trembled, the blue dress swishing with each step, and tears still streamed down my face, hot and relentless. The sound of the shouts, the judgments, still echoed in my head, bu
“No choice?” He cut me off, his tone incredulous. “Are you serious? You chose to help Madison make that video. You chose to plug it into the projector. And now Annie’s out there, broken, while you try to run from the responsibility. This doesn’t fix anything, Abby. It wasn’t supposed to end like thi
Abby POV I was there, tucked away in the shadows of the ballroom’s corner, my heart still racing as I watched the chaos I’d helped create unfold. The giant screen kept playing that horrible video, distorted and manipulated clips of Annie echoing through the room like a final verdict. People poin
Annie POV I was still on the dance floor, the warmth of the masked boy’s body against mine, my head resting on his chest as the slow music guided us. The sound of his heartbeat against my ear was almost hypnotic, and I let myself get lost in that feeling I couldn’t quite explain. He’d just said s
I swallowed hard, Caleb’s words coming back to haunt me. “Have you ever stopped to think that maybe we’ve gone too far?” He’d said that at the mall, and I’d hung up on him, but now they echoed in my head. Annie had hurt me, yes. The fight in the dorm, the way she called me fake, like I was trash she
Abby POV I was leaning against the wall of the ballroom, the cup of punch in my hand already warm and forgotten, as I watched Annie dance with that masked boy. The soft lights of the ball cast shadows over them, and even from so far away, you could feel something in the air—a chemistry almost tangi
Anne POV I was there, trying to at least pretend I was enjoying the party with Summer, letting the loud music and spinning lights distract me from the weight pressing on my chest. Summer danced beside me, throwing her arms up with that endless energy of hers, and I tried to keep up, forcing a smile