Emma White's P.O.V.I struggled to move under the weight of my wedding gown, but I didn't stop. I had to catch Jason before he disappeared."Wait! Please, just talk to me!" I called out, my voice heavy with desperation.He halted and turned to face me, his expression unreadable—an icy wall of indiff
"Let me help you, otherwise, you'll end up falling in that dress," Sara said with a smirk as we walked back toward the fitting area."If I fell, you'd love it," I replied, my tone dripping with bitterness."Maybe. I won't lie—pushing you sounds tempting," she chuckled, her smile sharp. "But seriousl
My mother was a master at handling emergencies. She always had been. With practiced ease, she flushed the toilet, grabbed some tissues, and helped me up from the cold bathroom floor. Her hands were steady as she wiped my mouth clean."You can do this, Emma. You have to do this. Have we not discussed
I couldn't help but feel that Emma's plan had backfired spectacularly. There she was, retreating with her entourage of friends, while I had my own tasks to handle. It was time to head back to my car where Jason was waiting for me.Only, something was different this time.Usually, Jason would wait fo
Jason's expression hardened, a flicker of frustration crossing his face. He kept his composure, but I could tell he wasn't pleased."What kind of future or protection could I possibly offer Emma if she chose me?" he asked, his voice firm. "Have you thought about that? I'm nobody right now."I felt a
But time, therapy, and—let's be honest—medication had worked wonders. Now, we were closer than ever. Imperfect, yes, but united. And I'd like to think I'd had a hand in that unity. Did I mention I played Cupid for Lucia and Leonardo? Because I did."Negotiate all you want with Leonardo, but don't ex
"Here it is, the mint plant you asked for, Lucia," said my uncle Lucius, strolling in with a small pot in his hands. "That'll be ten dollars plus a delivery tip.""That's got to be the steepest charge for riding an elevator to a greenhouse and back," Lucia retorted, undeterred."You live in a house
My uncle Lucius was quite a character, one of those rare people who could only be reined in by a select few. His wife, my aunt Marianne, was one of them. So was my uncle Leonardo, and on rare occasions, my aunt Lucia. Right now, it was Lucia's turn to try."A séance, Lucius? Do you think this is som
I glanced briefly toward my brothers. One was drowning in tears, and the other stared blankly into the distance, looking more lost than I'd ever seen him. They were like children, paralyzed, waiting for a call from their father that would never come."Richard and Julian are here too," I informed him
The chaotic shuffle of medical staff filled my father's room, mingling with the sound of Richard's quiet sobs as he clung to the side of the bed. Julian stood beside him, murmuring words of comfort, one hand resting on his shoulder. But none of that could drown out the piercing cries of Victoria."W
The infamous Jason must have something special. It was the only explanation I could fathom for Emma's state and why Sara had come to trust him so much. My grip tightened involuntarily on the steering wheel. Realizing it, I forced myself to ease up and focus on the present."Don't dwell on those thou
Lawrence Lewis's P.O.V.It was hard to imagine my marriage to Emma getting any worse. The circumstances surrounding it were already enough to guarantee emotional disaster for both of us. Still, nothing could've prepared me for how dire her condition truly was.I wasn't just talking about the convers
I arrived at my parents' house, greeted immediately by the warm, savory aroma of roasting chicken wafting from the kitchen. Mom was there, dutifully watching over the oven like it held the secrets of the universe. I dropped my briefcase on the couch and made my way to her, barely stepping into the k
I gave up. There was no point in denying what was painfully obvious at this stage. Instead of arguing, I just looked at Amber with a defeated expression, and she sighed."Of all people," she began, "I never thought Lawrence would be the most calculating and ambitious of the group." She raised a fing
His lips were on mine, his hands gripped my hips, and his strength guided the rhythm of his movements inside me. The pleasure coursing through my body was undeniable—until an irritating, insistent noise shattered everything, yanking me out of my bliss.I opened my eyes, greeted by the harsh assault
"We could do it without clothes," my friend suggested slyly.I glanced at his face—handsome, exactly the type that would usually ignite something in me. But here's the catch: I couldn't even remember his name, I wasn't as into him as I should've been for a suggestion like that, and I definitely knew
My love life was an absolute mess. That much was certain. But one of the few things that kept me going was the tiny glimmer of hope that Lawrence's wedding wouldn't actually happen. If, however, Lawrence and Emma were in love—or worse, if she was pregnant—that hope would vanish entirely.And so, her