SASHA’S POVI woke up that morning with tears already streaming down my face. My life was a huge mess, and I couldn’t see a way out of it. Everything seemed to be falling apart, and I felt so alone. The situation at home hadn’t gotten any better. My dad wasn’t even coming home these days. He was always away, leaving me and my mom to fend for ourselves. It was like he had given up on us, on everything.That morning, my mom came into my room with a grave look on her face. She sat on the edge of my bed and gently touched my shoulder. “Sasha,” she said softly, “I have some bad news. Xander was at Adeline’s company when a bomb detonated. He’s in the hospital, and he’s badly injured.”My heart stopped. Xander. Injured. I couldn’t breathe. “What?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Is he… is he going to be okay?”“He’s in a critical condition, but he’s alive,” my mom replied, her eyes filled with worry. “You should go see him, Sasha. Maybe he can forgive you… maybe he’ll take you back. Pe
ADELINE’S POVI walked through the mall, thinking about Xander in the hospital. I needed to pick up a few things to make him feel better. My first stop was the bookstore. I picked out a couple of novels, knowing Xander loved to read. Then I went to the candy shop and bought some chocolates. Xander had a sweet tooth, and I knew this would cheer him up.I also picked up a soft blanket and a small stuffed animal, something cozy to keep him company.As I made my way to the checkout counter, I felt a bit tired but satisfied with my purchases. The cashier was a middle-aged woman with a kind smile. She greeted me warmly."Hello! Did you find everything you were looking for?" she asked."Yes, thank you," I replied, placing the items on the counter.She started scanning my items and then paused, looking up at me. "Have you heard about the bomb explosion in town?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.I nodded, my heart sinking a little. "Yes, it's terrible.""I pity Adeline, the owner of
XANDER’S POVI sat on a bench in the hospital garden, breathing in the fresh air. I could walk a little now, and the physiotherapy I had been doing was paying off. The sun felt warm on my skin, and I watched the flowers swaying gently in the breeze. It was a peaceful day, and I felt calm.Adeline had gone to get a fruit punch. She loved that drink, but she always insisted I was the one who was obsessed with it.I smiled to myself, thinking about her. She had been so strong through everything, and I was happy she trusted me now.I remembered some days back Sasha had come to see me and it bothered me because I didn’t want Adeline thinking I was being sneaky behind her back. Immediately she came back I had told her. "Adeline," I began, looking into her eyes. "I need to tell you something."Her expression turned serious. "What is it?""While you were out last time, Sasha came to visit me," I said. I saw her tense up a little, so I quickly added, "But I asked her to leave."Adeline's ey
SASHA’S POVI woke up with a mission today. I had to get Xander’s mom to forgive me and be on my side. That was the only way I could think of that would work for me to get back into Xander’s life. I got out of bed, my mind racing with plans and ideas.I took a long shower, letting the hot water soothe my nerves. I needed to look perfect, flawless. I chose a simple, elegant dress. It was white, with soft fabric that hugged my body just right. I put on some light makeup, just enough to highlight my features. I brushed my hair until it shined, then tied it up in a neat bun.My mom walked into my room as I was putting on my shoes. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice sharp.“I’m going to meet Xander’s mom,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.My mom shook her head. “Have some self-respect, Sasha. Stop thinking about Xander. It’s never going to work out between you two anymore. You’re just embarrassing yourself and our family.”Her words stung, but I couldn’t let them get to me
XANDER’S POVI woke up to the soft beep of the hospital machines, the same sound I had been hearing for the past month and a week. Today was different, though. Today, I was getting discharged. After pushing through with physiotherapy, I could finally walk around without crutches. The doctors were still cautious, reminding me not to put any weight on my leg until it healed completely, but I felt stronger and ready to leave.The door opened, and a very excited Adeline came in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. My mom was right behind her, a big smile on her face."Xander!" Adeline exclaimed, rushing to my bedside. She leaned in, and I hugged her tightly, kissing her deeply."Lovebirds," my mom teased as she came over to hug me. "Congratulations on getting well, Xander.""Thanks, Mom," I said, feeling a swell of gratitude."I’ll go do the paperwork for your discharge," Mom said, giving us some privacy.As soon as she left, I pulled Adeline closer, cuddling her. "I missed you so much,"
ADELINE’S POVI woke up late. The sun was already high in the sky, and I felt a rush of panic. I had promised to see my grandparents off at the airport. They were leaving Manhattan and going back to Washington, and I knew I was going to miss them terribly. I didn't have time to go back to my own home, so I grabbed Xander's car keys and hurried out.The drive to the airport was a blur. I could feel my heart racing as I sped through the streets. I kept glancing at the clock, hoping I wouldn't miss them. When I finally arrived at the airport, I parked quickly and ran inside.The terminal was crowded and noisy, but I spotted my grandparents near the check-in counter. My granddad looked grumpy, as usual, and my grandma was trying to soothe him."I can't believe this delay," Granddad grumbled. "We should have just used a private jet. This is such a hassle."Grandma patted his arm gently. "Oh, stop complaining. I wanted to fly normally for once. It's not the end of the world."I smiled at
XANDER’S POVI hadn't felt this content in a long time. Just being with Adeline was enough to satisfy me. Work could wait;I knew my mother was managing everything well at the company. She ran a tight ship, and I trusted her completely."I'm thinking we should go fishing," I suggested to Adeline one sunny morning. She looked up from her coffee, surprised. "Fishing?" she chuckled. "I haven't done that in years." "My grandfather used to take me," she explained, a wistful smile crossing her face. That settled it for me. I packed up the truck, grabbed our gear, and asked her to come along. She emerged from the house in a simple outfit and boots, looking effortlessly beautiful. My heart skipped a beat."Ready?" I asked with a grin.She nodded, and off we went. The drive to the lake was filled with laughter and stories. Adeline told me about the fish her grandfather caught and the tall tales he spun. By the time we arrived, we were both eager to recreate those memories.Setting up camp w
SASHA’S POVI couldn’t bear it any longer. I had no friends, no lover, no support from anyone, and I felt like disappearing, but I didn’t even know where to go. The loneliness was suffocating. My life was empty, filled with silence and thoughts that wouldn't leave me alone. I needed to do something, anything, to break this cycle.I dressed up, picking a simple but elegant dress. I did my makeup carefully, trying to hide the dark circles under my eyes. My reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger. I took a deep breath and decided to visit Tristan. He was in jail, and it was surprising to hear that Tristan Von Miller, despite who his father was, wouldn’t even be granted bail.Tristan had called me. His voice sounded different, weaker. The mighty Tristan Von Miller, behind bars. It felt surreal. I thought about how he helped me out when I was struggling with my ex-husband. And now he was in jail because of that. Despite everything, I decided to go see him, even though he refuse
ADELINE’S POV***I woke up slowly, feeling so groggy and disoriented. My body was so heavy and there was a dull pain in my side. I did not know why but the pain had my head hammering. I blinked against the bright light in the room and that was when I realised that I was not alone. A lot of questions ran through my mind as I wondered what had happened and why I was here. Someone was sitting next to me and there seemed to be a shocked look on their face when our eyes met. "Adeline?" The familiar voice came through. It was soft, like silk. I turned my head and sock Xander sitting right by my side. I felt an instant wave of relief and my heart swelled. I was so scared before this happened, so scared that something bad had happened to him but seeing him right here with me did a very good job with pushing off the pain for a little while. He was here with me, alive and okay. I blinked back the tears that were already starting to form. And that was the moment everything slowly started to c
FLORAL.I could barely breathe as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles were already white. I knew what Tristan was planning and I couldn't let it happen because it opposed everything that we worked for. Yes, I knew he wanted to take revenge on those who put him in prison but if he was going to do that, he should go face Adeline's old man, not Adeline. She was innocent and did nothing to him. I was not going to let him hurt her, not after I'd met her. Of course she was going to be a problem if I wanted to get to Xander but she was innocent and she was a good woman. I had to stop Tristan no matter what it was going to take. The streets blurred past me as I sped down the road. My heart was pounding so loud in my ears that I drowned out everything else. Tristan couldn't kill Adeline. Not like this. Not over some twisted sense of revenge. I didn't know how I ended up in this mess. It wasn't supposed to be my fight. But here I was driving, driving madly towards the one person who cou
ADELINE'S POV***My hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I dialed my grandfather's number. I could barely think straight now as my thoughts were all over the place. It felt like my mind was running a hundred miles per hour but I wasn't going anywhere. What was I going to do now that it was clear Xander was in danger. I didn't even know where I was going to start from. How the hell was I going to find him? And it was clear from the foregoing that Matt had had the one behind this whole thing. He had abducted Xander and his phone was enough proof for that. He had also put on a mask to make me think that was Xander. That son of a bitch really did all this only to die a very disgraceful death. That was exactly what he deserved. But what if he'd killed Xander? The thought brought back the fear that was already building up. I needed to do something, and I hoped my grandfather would be able to step in with his connections. If it didn't work then I had no idea what else would. All I could think ab
FLORAL’S POV***I didn't know Adeline was in the house when I stepped out of my room. The moment I saw her standing there, my heart dropped. I should have been more careful. What was I thinking, walking out like that? But it was too late-- she had already seen me so there was no need to do anything suspicious now. But maybe there was still time, I thought to myself, glancing at her before I tried to duck back into the shadows. However, Xander’s mother, ever the gracious host, was quick to introduce me once she noticed I was behind her. "Adeline, this is my daughter, Floral," she said, gesturing to me with a proud smile. "Floral doesn't come around often." Adeline turned to me, scanning my face for a second and I held my breath. This was very bad because if she ever got to remember who I was, that was if she didn't know already, I was doomed. My palms were starting to sweat as I braced myself for her reaction. Would she recognise me? Would she say something? But instead, she smiled
ADELINE’S POV***I couldn't stop thinking about Xander. He hadn't come back since the day he told me he was going to stay at his mom’s house and I was disturbed because it could be the place where all his problems had started. Him acting weird must have been from there. He had been complaining about his sister before he came back and then everything had changed. He rarely talked to me and now he no longer complained about her. A lot of things were going on that I should be told about. But nobody was saying anything and it worried me so much. I wished someone could just let me know what was happening. But Xander was the only person I could talk to. He was the only one who knew what his problem was. It wasn't like him to just disappear like this, especially now that there was nothing bothering him, well, nothing that I knew of. He should have checked in lately but I'd heard nothing. My heart felt heavy as I paced around the living room. If I hadn't called him yesterday to know if he
FLORAL’S POV***I watched from a distance as Matt got out of his car and entered the pub. My heart raced but I had to keep my composure because this was going to work. It was either this night or never. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I needed to find out who he really was. I had suspected for a while that something was off about him, and now I was going to prove it. I quickly made my way to his car, careful not to draw attention. The street was quiet, and only the occasional sound of passing cars in the distance was the only thing I heard. I approached his car and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Then, I reached into my bag and pulled out the small hidden camera I had planted earlier. I couldn't risk leaving it there for too long, just in case he checked his car for anything suspicious. My hands shook slightly as I retrieved the camera, but I was careful to keep my movements steady. Once I had it, I slipped it back in my bag and quickly walked away, blend
XANDER’S POV***I tried to move but my body would not cooperate because every inch of me was hurting and it was starting to make me feel very dizzy. I was very worried because I did not want to pass out here because nobody would see me if I needed medical attention so I had to fight off every form of hazy feeling until I was sure that I was ok. My arms, my legs, my ribs- they were all on fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten because my stomach was already growling and I was too weak to care. But do you think that terrified me the most was the fact that the room was very dark and there was nobody around. I could only help but picture that I had been left alone in some kind of Warehouse to die. My heart pounded very fast when I thought of that and as much as I told myself that his Men could be outside, there was still a possibility that they had left me alone here to die. I didn't even know if it was day or night because time had lost its meaning. I had tried to escape
TRISTAN’S POV***The weight of everything that had happened finally stayed to lift lift from shoulders. Sasha was dead. The hit man had done his job perfectly as there was no trace or evidence of who had done it. I felt so relieved because with her gone, there was no one left to testify against me, no one who could point fingers if things went wrong. That was the hardest mission so I guessed the rest would be very easy from here onwards. Now, I just had to take care of Adeline and Xander, before I could disappear. My time was coming, and I couldn't wait for it. I smiled to myself as I thought of my plan. Once they are gone, I'd be free to leave this place. But in the meantime I had to control everything from the shadows. I was happy that I had the capable hands. Sometimes I wished that this was the last mission, but then I was reminded that it was time to put my head down and do the rest. There was no promise of a better future if the rest were still alive. Thankfully, I had it all
SASHA’S POV***I sat on the cold, hard bed in my cell, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day, just like every other day in this place. The routine, the noise and the walls closing in on me felt unbearable but that morning, something changed. My mother called. I was surprised when the guard came to inform me that I had a call. I thought they had abandoned me, that she had left me here to rot and die just like my father had abandoned us. And I wouldn't blame her for what happened because she was just as miserable as I was. The guard escorted me out of myself and walked me to the phone stand. My heart was drumming when I picked it up. Has something bad happened? Or was she going to just tell me that the divorce had been finalised? If it was the latter, I didn't want to hear anything about it. Since my father had decided to give up on me, I didn't want anything to do with him again. I listened in on the phone and her voice came through. "Sasha, honey." Her voice was so sweet,