XANDER’S POVI stared at Sasha in disgust. She was sitting in the living room, looking small and frightened. Her blonde hair was perfectly styled, and she wore a white dress that looked expensive. But none of that mattered to me now. I couldn't believe what she had done."Why did you plant a bomb in Adeline's company?" I asked, my voice cold and firm. "Why did you try to kill her?"Sasha's eyes widened in shock. She looked at me, then quickly looked away. "I would never do something like that," she said, her voice trembling. "I'm not the one, Xander. I swear.""We have evidence, Sasha," I said, leaning forward. "We know it was you."She started to cry, big tears rolling down her cheeks. "Why would I do something like that to a fellow woman?" she said, her voice breaking."I could never hurt Adeline. I remember when she made me lose my pregnancy. Why would I want to hurt her now?"I felt a wave of irritation wash over me. I couldn't believe she was lying, even now. It was sickening.
ADELINE’S POVI stood outside the entrance of the house, hesitating for a moment and wondering if I should go in or just let Xander handle it. I heard the sound of Sasha’s voice echoing; she was screaming angrily and desperately. My hand tightened around the door handle, but I pushed it open anyway, stepping into the cool, foyer. My heels clicked against the marble floor, and the more I moved deeper into the house, Sasha's voice grew louder.She was yelling now, "You!" she screamed, the sound of her voice piercing through the air like a knife. I turned the corner into the living room and found her there, standing in the middle of the room, her face twisted in rage. Her mother was beside her, tears streaming down her face as she tried to console her daughter, but it was clear that Sasha was beyond any comfort.When Sasha saw me, her eyes widened, and her face contorted even more. She pointed a shaking finger at me, her hand trembling with fury. "This is all your fault!" she screech
XANDER’S POVAll I felt these days was bliss. Waking up next to Adeline was heaven and I won’t trade it for anything.I lay there, staring at Adeline’s beautiful face as she slept, completely oblivious to the world. The early morning light filtered through the curtains and her skin glowed making her look even more angelic than she already was. I couldn’t help but trace the curve of her cheek with my hands touching her nose, marveling at how peaceful she looked. Her long lashes rested gently against her skin, and her lips were slightly parted. It was moments like this that made me realize how lucky I was. I could have stayed there forever, just watching her sleep, completely content.She began to stir. Her nose wrinkled slightly, and then she let out a small, sleepy yawn. My heart swelled with affection as she cuddled closer to me, her arms wrapping around my waist as if seeking more warmth. I held her gently, not wanting to wake her but hoping she would open her eyes soon.A few
XANDER’S POVI watched as Adeline carefully crossed off items from her packing list. Her travel box was already half-filled with clothes, shoes, and accessories, neatly folded and placed inside. My own suitcase sat open beside me, empty. I hadn’t even started packing yet, too preoccupied with the thoughts racing through my mind. We were supposed to be flying to Washington that night, and though we had the whole day to get ready, my nerves wouldn’t settle."So, what if your grandparents hate me?" I asked, genuinely worried. The question had been gnawing at me.Adeline sighed in exasperation. She put down the blouse she was holding and turned to face me. "Not that again," she said, shaking her head. "Xander, you really need to stop expecting the worst. I’ve told you a thousand times; they’re going to love you."I frowned, still not convinced. "But they’re not just anyone, Adeline. I’m meeting the Qylers. And what if…what if I mess up?"She walked over to me, her expression softenin
ADELINE’S POVThe plane touched down smoothly at the Washington D.C Airport, but my stomach still fluttered with nerves about what was going to happen. I looked over at Xander who was sitting next to me. His jaw was clenched tight and eyes focused on the small tele on the head rest. I knew he was just about as nervous as I was about meeting my grandparents tomorrow. They were not just any grandparents- they were among the richest business people on earth, and the thought of introducing Xander to them made my palms sweat. I had a lot of questions, plenty of them. But I smiled so Xander could relax.Would they like him? Or would they hate him at first sight? I couldn't tell, but the thought of waiting until the moment made the whole situation even more terrifying. I could feel the foreboding which had my stomach growling. "Hey," I said softly, unable to hold in the fear anymore. I reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, hoping that it would alleviate the fear I also felt
ADELINE’S POV It had been really thoughtful of him to write me a very sweet note before leaving and I couldn't stop the way my cheeks kept reddening anytime I picked up the letter and read it again before letting myself collapse back on the bed. I felt tired because I'd not gotten enough sleep last night. I felt like doing nothing today even though I had a lot on my plate and there was no resting until I'd been able to finish every single task, till the very last. I set an alarm for thirty minutes and drifted off to another short nap. I felt terrible when I woke up 2 hours later and then my mind went back to my boyfriend again. "What could have happened?" I whispered to myself. Something must have been serious enough for his mother to call him back to Manhattan so suddenly, especially after he just arrived in Washington. I hoped that everything would be alright, but the uncertainty was what scared me the most. I didn't know what to expect unless I called him later on and asked h
SASHA’S POVI was sitting on the cold, hard bench in the cell, staring at the cracked wall in front of her. I’ve come to accept my life now since it was clear that there was nothing I could do that would get me out. It was something I’ve been forced to accept over time because I had been frantic at first. I never thought that this was ever going to happen but it was and there was nothing I could do. The light that was shining overhead flickered now and then, giving the room eerie shadows every now and then. The room was a small, dingy space. The smell of sweat, mold, and despair was very thick in the air and it constantly reminded me where I was and most importantly, how far I had. I clenched my fists tightly and my nails dug into my palms, but the pain didn't bother me at all. I was so consumed by anger and being frustrated that my mind raced with thoughts of revenge and how I was going to make Adeline pay for everything she had done to me but first I had to figure out a way to
ADELINE'S POVThe warm scent of freshly baked bread wafted into my nose as I sat in the room unpacking. It was a scent that I hadn't smelled in a long time, not since I left for Manhattan. The Familiar warmth of the place was just so comforting. Likewise kind of blanket and for a moment, I forgot about everything else; the worry, the disappointment of Xander's sudden departure, and the tension I knew was waiting for me upstairs. My thoughts were interrupted when a voice floated down the hallway. "Adeline, are you in your room." It was my grandmother. Her voice was followed by the sound of her quick footsteps. "Yeah." I chirped excitedly. When I entered my room it was just as I remembered it. It was bright and airy with soft pastel color and the bed which was nearly made followed by my favorite quilt which was folded at the foot. I set my suitcase down the bed and took a deep breath, trying to calm my thoughts. I knew what was coming for me whenever I would go to see my grandfather