Mia’s POVAfter I finished my meal, I quickly got dressed and headed toward the door. But just as I stepped outside, a man approached me. He introduced himself as a driver, claiming he had been sent by Nicholas to take me wherever I needed to go.“Really? Are you sure?” I asked, my voice laced with doubt.“Yes, ma,” he replied, his tone polite and respectful. For a moment, I just stared at him, unsure of what to make of this sudden change in Nicholas's behavior. Then, without realizing it, a smile escaped my lips. The only thing that gave me any sense of assurance was that it wasn’t late this time—unlike that awful night when everything spiraled out of control.But still, I couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that something wasn’t quite right. Why is he suddenly acting so nice? I wondered. This isn’t the Nicholas I know, why is a bully suddenly acting so nice?or is he doing all this because he has something else planned? Is he setting me up for something, or is he trying to get bac
Mia's POV “Yes, you have to kill him,” she said.I looked at her closely, and I’d never seen Charlotte looking so devilish as she stared at me expectantly. I couldn’t believe my best friend would harbor such thoughts. Did she truly care about me enough to suggest I murder a human being just to be free? I asked, the tears in my eyes drying up involuntarily.“I can’t! I can’t, Charlotte! I can’t kill him. If there’s anything else, please tell me,” I pleaded.“I don’t have anything else in mind since you can’t kill him and take your revenge for all the relentless bullying he inflicted on you during school. I guess I have nothing more to say,” she replied, her voice laced with disappointment.“You know me too well, Charlotte. You know I can’t hurt a fly, let alone kill someone, especially a human being. And not just any human being, but my husband. If he were to suddenly die, people would suspect me. If I want revenge or happiness, I have to find another way, not by killing him. Besides,
Nicholas' POVI had been back home for the past two hours, pacing around the living room, my mind spinning. Where was she? Mia hadn't come back yet, and I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling creeping over me. I didn't even know when it started, but now, all I could do was check the time every few minutes. I couldn't believe how much I was actually worrying about her.As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, my phone suddenly buzzed in my hand. I checked the caller ID, and to my surprise, it was her mother. I had saved her number the last time we spoke."Hello, good afternoon! How are you doing, and how is your daughter?" her voice came through, warm but laced with concern."She went out," I replied, trying to sound casual."What? Why would you allow her to go out alone just like that, when you’re newly married?" Her tone shifted, an edge of panic creeping into her voice."She's not a child, and I'm not supposed to lock her inside," I answered, frustration bubbling in my chest. I was starting
Mia's POV“Charlotte, you’ve already said enough for today. Please, I need to go home now. First, you told me to kill him, and now you're asking me to stand on him and slap him? Is that even possible? Please! I need to go home. He must be waiting for me already. Maybe that’s the reason he called,” I thought as I quickly grabbed my bag and left the house. The driver was waiting for me outside.It took us only a few minutes to get home, but in that short time, all that was on my mind was what Charlotte had told me. I couldn’t believe she would be so wicked, asking me to kill someone just to take revenge and be free.“It can never be possible. I am not that wicked. That would make me a monster,” I murmured to myself, shaking my head vigorously.“Ma, are you talking to me?” the driver asked, hearing me.“No! No!” I quickly replied, my voice shaking with unease.A few minutes later, we arrived home, and I saw him standing outside. It looked like he had been waiting for me.I took a deep bre
Mia's POVI watched him closely as he listed the rules. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that he was spiraling further into madness each day. The demon in front of me could easily kill me at any moment, just like Charlotte had warned.At first, when he mentioned the rules, I thought they would be something severe, something that would trap me in his grip even more. But to my surprise, they were simple enough,rules I could live with. It seemed too easy. Could it really be this simple? I wondered.As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly heard him scream. The sound startled me, and without realizing it, I closed my eyes, bracing myself for whatever might come next. I bowed my head, expecting a blow.But moments passed, and there was no sound. Tentatively, I opened my eyes, only to be met with the shocking realization that he was gone. Vanished. Nowhere to be found."Where did he disappear to?" I thought, confusion spreading through me. Then, just as quickly, I shrugged off the thou
Nicholas POVI could hear my wife’s voice echoing through the hallway. The words hit me like a slap in the face. I didn’t know how to react, but before I could stop myself, I found myself standing there, tense and ready to snap.“Don’t you dare mention my wife in that filthy mouth of yours,” I growled, anger rising in my chest.“Oooh! Now I get it!” Emily's voice was taunting. “I know why you’re mad. It’s Mia, isn’t it? You can’t stand hearing her name. That’s why you gave her that car so easily. Last time you said you weren’t in love with her anymore, but now look at you. You still defend her! Hah, I should’ve known.”The words stung, each one slicing deeper than the last. I wanted to lash out at her, but I held back. I couldn’t let my emotions get the best of me.“Emily, please,” I started, taking a deep breath. “Calm down. I understand that you’re angry because of what Mia did to you. I get it. She took your best friend’s fiancé, and that’s messed up. But you need to stop projecting
Nicholas' POVI couldn’t stop staring at her. She looked stunning. The red gown she wore clung to her body like it was made just for her. I found myself mesmerized by her beauty, unable to tear my eyes away. I didn’t even realize when I started speaking to her.“Good morning,” I said softly, though it felt strange, as if my voice was drowned by the silence between us.But there was no response. I repeated myself, slightly louder this time, trying to catch her attention. Still, nothing.I felt a wave of frustration rise within me. I was already on edge, but now irritation started bubbling up. Before I could react further, I remembered.I was the one who had set the rules between us, the one who insisted on communicating only through text. I couldn’t say anything face to face, and neither could she. I had forced her into this rigid silence, and now I was angry that she wasn’t responding. But it wasn’t her fault,at least not directly. It was mine.I let out a frustrated sigh and turned t
Mia’s POV“What is this woman saying? Is she kidding me? How could I be pregnant?” I thought, my mind racing in disbelief.When I first heard the word “pregnancy,” I was so shocked I couldn’t process it. I wasn’t expecting her to say that at all. But as I thought it over again, I realized she was serious. She really meant the word “pregnancy.” I could feel my heart racing as panic gripped me.“No... no, ma,” I stammered, my voice trembling. Before I could say anything more, I heard Nicholas’s voice, and he cut me off.“Mum, she’s not pregnant. I just got back from the doctor. She passed out because of shock, not because she’s pregnant,” Nicholas said. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when I heard his voice, but I was still in a daze.I couldn’t even bring myself to look at him.“Shock?” his parents both chorused at the same time.“Yes, Mum. Shock!” Nicholas replied firmly.They were about to ask me more questions when Nicholas spoke up again, interrupting them.“Mum, please, leave
Mia’s POV“What is this woman saying? Is she kidding me? How could I be pregnant?” I thought, my mind racing in disbelief.When I first heard the word “pregnancy,” I was so shocked I couldn’t process it. I wasn’t expecting her to say that at all. But as I thought it over again, I realized she was serious. She really meant the word “pregnancy.” I could feel my heart racing as panic gripped me.“No... no, ma,” I stammered, my voice trembling. Before I could say anything more, I heard Nicholas’s voice, and he cut me off.“Mum, she’s not pregnant. I just got back from the doctor. She passed out because of shock, not because she’s pregnant,” Nicholas said. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when I heard his voice, but I was still in a daze.I couldn’t even bring myself to look at him.“Shock?” his parents both chorused at the same time.“Yes, Mum. Shock!” Nicholas replied firmly.They were about to ask me more questions when Nicholas spoke up again, interrupting them.“Mum, please, leave
Nicholas' POVI couldn’t stop staring at her. She looked stunning. The red gown she wore clung to her body like it was made just for her. I found myself mesmerized by her beauty, unable to tear my eyes away. I didn’t even realize when I started speaking to her.“Good morning,” I said softly, though it felt strange, as if my voice was drowned by the silence between us.But there was no response. I repeated myself, slightly louder this time, trying to catch her attention. Still, nothing.I felt a wave of frustration rise within me. I was already on edge, but now irritation started bubbling up. Before I could react further, I remembered.I was the one who had set the rules between us, the one who insisted on communicating only through text. I couldn’t say anything face to face, and neither could she. I had forced her into this rigid silence, and now I was angry that she wasn’t responding. But it wasn’t her fault,at least not directly. It was mine.I let out a frustrated sigh and turned t
Nicholas POVI could hear my wife’s voice echoing through the hallway. The words hit me like a slap in the face. I didn’t know how to react, but before I could stop myself, I found myself standing there, tense and ready to snap.“Don’t you dare mention my wife in that filthy mouth of yours,” I growled, anger rising in my chest.“Oooh! Now I get it!” Emily's voice was taunting. “I know why you’re mad. It’s Mia, isn’t it? You can’t stand hearing her name. That’s why you gave her that car so easily. Last time you said you weren’t in love with her anymore, but now look at you. You still defend her! Hah, I should’ve known.”The words stung, each one slicing deeper than the last. I wanted to lash out at her, but I held back. I couldn’t let my emotions get the best of me.“Emily, please,” I started, taking a deep breath. “Calm down. I understand that you’re angry because of what Mia did to you. I get it. She took your best friend’s fiancé, and that’s messed up. But you need to stop projecting
Mia's POVI watched him closely as he listed the rules. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that he was spiraling further into madness each day. The demon in front of me could easily kill me at any moment, just like Charlotte had warned.At first, when he mentioned the rules, I thought they would be something severe, something that would trap me in his grip even more. But to my surprise, they were simple enough,rules I could live with. It seemed too easy. Could it really be this simple? I wondered.As I was lost in my thoughts, I suddenly heard him scream. The sound startled me, and without realizing it, I closed my eyes, bracing myself for whatever might come next. I bowed my head, expecting a blow.But moments passed, and there was no sound. Tentatively, I opened my eyes, only to be met with the shocking realization that he was gone. Vanished. Nowhere to be found."Where did he disappear to?" I thought, confusion spreading through me. Then, just as quickly, I shrugged off the thou
Mia's POV“Charlotte, you’ve already said enough for today. Please, I need to go home now. First, you told me to kill him, and now you're asking me to stand on him and slap him? Is that even possible? Please! I need to go home. He must be waiting for me already. Maybe that’s the reason he called,” I thought as I quickly grabbed my bag and left the house. The driver was waiting for me outside.It took us only a few minutes to get home, but in that short time, all that was on my mind was what Charlotte had told me. I couldn’t believe she would be so wicked, asking me to kill someone just to take revenge and be free.“It can never be possible. I am not that wicked. That would make me a monster,” I murmured to myself, shaking my head vigorously.“Ma, are you talking to me?” the driver asked, hearing me.“No! No!” I quickly replied, my voice shaking with unease.A few minutes later, we arrived home, and I saw him standing outside. It looked like he had been waiting for me.I took a deep bre
Nicholas' POVI had been back home for the past two hours, pacing around the living room, my mind spinning. Where was she? Mia hadn't come back yet, and I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling creeping over me. I didn't even know when it started, but now, all I could do was check the time every few minutes. I couldn't believe how much I was actually worrying about her.As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, my phone suddenly buzzed in my hand. I checked the caller ID, and to my surprise, it was her mother. I had saved her number the last time we spoke."Hello, good afternoon! How are you doing, and how is your daughter?" her voice came through, warm but laced with concern."She went out," I replied, trying to sound casual."What? Why would you allow her to go out alone just like that, when you’re newly married?" Her tone shifted, an edge of panic creeping into her voice."She's not a child, and I'm not supposed to lock her inside," I answered, frustration bubbling in my chest. I was starting
Mia's POV “Yes, you have to kill him,” she said.I looked at her closely, and I’d never seen Charlotte looking so devilish as she stared at me expectantly. I couldn’t believe my best friend would harbor such thoughts. Did she truly care about me enough to suggest I murder a human being just to be free? I asked, the tears in my eyes drying up involuntarily.“I can’t! I can’t, Charlotte! I can’t kill him. If there’s anything else, please tell me,” I pleaded.“I don’t have anything else in mind since you can’t kill him and take your revenge for all the relentless bullying he inflicted on you during school. I guess I have nothing more to say,” she replied, her voice laced with disappointment.“You know me too well, Charlotte. You know I can’t hurt a fly, let alone kill someone, especially a human being. And not just any human being, but my husband. If he were to suddenly die, people would suspect me. If I want revenge or happiness, I have to find another way, not by killing him. Besides,
Mia’s POVAfter I finished my meal, I quickly got dressed and headed toward the door. But just as I stepped outside, a man approached me. He introduced himself as a driver, claiming he had been sent by Nicholas to take me wherever I needed to go.“Really? Are you sure?” I asked, my voice laced with doubt.“Yes, ma,” he replied, his tone polite and respectful. For a moment, I just stared at him, unsure of what to make of this sudden change in Nicholas's behavior. Then, without realizing it, a smile escaped my lips. The only thing that gave me any sense of assurance was that it wasn’t late this time—unlike that awful night when everything spiraled out of control.But still, I couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that something wasn’t quite right. Why is he suddenly acting so nice? I wondered. This isn’t the Nicholas I know, why is a bully suddenly acting so nice?or is he doing all this because he has something else planned? Is he setting me up for something, or is he trying to get bac
Nicholas POVI leaned back in my office chair, crossing my arms as I stared at Josh, waiting for his response. The tension in the air was thick. He had just asked me a question, but I couldn't help but feel frustrated. I wanted to know what he thought, what he really thought I could do about the situation I found myself in."What did you think I could do, Josh?" I asked, my voice tinged with frustration. "You think I can just snap my fingers and make everything go away?" I was annoyed, but Josh wasn’t backing down. He just sat there, looking at me with that familiar calm expression.Josh shifted in his chair, raising an eyebrow. "Forget about that for now. I'm asking you, why are you even at work? Shouldn't you be enjoying your honeymoon with your new bride?"I stared at him, my lips twitching. "Really? You’re asking me that now?" I snapped. "You're using questions to ask me more questions?""No, no," Josh said quickly, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "Let's not go down that r