Sophia’s POVThe elevator ride up to the executive suite was enveloped in an uneasy silence. Julia and I stood side by side, the quiet hum of the elevator filling the space between us. I glanced at her reflection in the mirrored walls, noticing the furrow in her brow and the way she kept wringing her hands.When the elevator dinged softly and the doors slid open, we stepped out and walked down the plush carpeted hallway. Gosh, she seems so tense. I wonder what’s going on in her mind. We reached the door to our suite, and I swiped the keycard, pushing the door open.The moment we stepped inside, Julia broke the silence. “Sophia,” she began, her voice wavering, “I need to apologize for the way I acted the other day.”I turned to look at her, surprised. “What do you mean?”She took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I was rude to you. I said some things I shouldn't have. I... I was missing my grandmother a lot that day. Grandma Evelyn... she’s never really accepted
Sophia’s POVThe restaurant Elijah chose was tucked away on a quiet street, its dim lighting and vintage decor exuding an old-world charm. I took in the cozy ambiance, feeling both excited and uneasy. This feels an awful lot like a date. Elijah led me to a corner table and, to my surprise, pulled out my chair for me. “Here you go,” he said with a small smile.“Thank you,” I replied, sitting down and trying to ignore the flutter in my stomach. Elijah had never treated me like this when we were married. It made me wonder if he had changed since I left him.We perused the menu in silence for a moment before the waiter came to take our order. I chose the pan-seared salmon, while Elijah opted for the house special, a hearty beef stew. Once the waiter left, Elijah leaned back in his chair, his eyes softening as he looked at me.“So, how's Reese doing?” he asked, his voice gentle.“She's good,” I said, trying to keep my tone light. “She's been really into drawing lately. It's amazing how fo
Elijah’s POV“It's Adrian,” Sophia whispered, her eyes wide with recognition. “I haven't seen him in a long time. I should say hi.”Before I could react, she was already standing up. I had no choice but to follow her as she weaved her way through the tables towards the entrance. My mood soured with every step. The evening was supposed to be about us, not some guy from her past. Adrian should certainly stay in her past, but somehow, he keeps showing up in her present. I just hate it. And I really don’t trust this guy. As we got closer, the crowd around Adrian began to thin. Sophia looked eager, almost glowing with excitement, which only served to annoy me more. Who is this Adrian to her, anyway? The good evening we were having suddenly felt overshadowed by this guy's presence.Sophia turned to me, her voice filled with enthusiasm. “Adrian's been busy doing local tours for his new single. People are loving him. He's a really great singer and songwriter.”I grunted but said nothing. My
Elijah’s POVAs I stepped into the hotel lobby with Sophia, the exhaustion of the day hit me. I knew she was tired too, so I suggested, "” don't have to get involved. Why don't you go up and get some rest? I'll take care of this quickly and send Julia up to the room.”Sophia yawned, nodding in agreement. “Okay. I hope she's okay.”“I'm sure she will be,” I reassured her, grateful for her understanding. “Thank you for dinner. I had fun. We should do it again soon.”She smiled warmly before heading toward the elevator, leaving me to make my way to the bar. As I scanned the area, everything seemed normal at first. But then, in a corner booth, I spotted Julia, her eyes red from crying.I approached her, and as soon as she saw me, she rushed into my arms, sobbing. I felt awkward at first, not knowing how to react. But then, instinctively, I wrapped my arms around her, stroking her hair soothingly.“It's okay, Julia,” I whispered, my voice gentle. “Everything will be okay. You're safe now.”
Sophia’s POVI sat across from Trevis, trying to focus on his animated explanation about the day's design conference. The hotel's fine restaurant was bustling with activity, the aroma of freshly baked pastries and brewed coffee filling the air. Trevis was in his element, enthusiastically detailing the key speakers and workshops we had to attend.“...and then there's the panel on sustainable design at ten,” Trevis said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “We can't miss that one.”I nodded absentmindedly, my thoughts far from sustainable design. I couldn't shake off what I had overheard earlier: Trevis exclaiming that Julia had slept in Elijah's room last night. Julia hadn't returned to our shared hotel room, and now my mind was spinning with the implications.“Are you even listening, Sophia?” Trevis asked, raising an eyebrow.“Sorry,” I mumbled, forcing a smile. “Just a bit distracted.”Trevis leaned back in his chair, looking at me curiously. “Everything okay?”Before I could answer
Sophia’s POVJulia’s gaze lingered on my exposed shoulder, where a small red mole marked my skin. I shifted uncomfortably under her scrutiny.“Julia? Is everything okay?” I asked, trying to sound casual, though her intense stare was unnerving.Julia stepped closer, her expression shifting from curiosity to something more severe. “Sophia,” she said slowly, “how long have you had that mole?”I blinked, taken aback by the question. “I don't know. Forever, I guess? Why?”Instead of answering, Julia leaned in closer, examining the mole with a strange intensity. Her face transformed from shock to horror, and I instinctively took a step back and grabbed a cardigan to drape over my shoulders. Julia seemed to snap out of her trance. "I need to... I need to shower," she muttered, her voice shaky. Without another word, she turned and hurried toward the bathroom.Just then, I noticed a delicate bracelet on the bedside table. I picked it up, turning it over in my hands. It had an intricate design
Julia’s POVSeeing Adrian made my heart pound. His stare seemed to drill a hole through me. Did he recognize me? I straightened my shoulders and smiled, trying to look confident. No one will know the truth. I’ve taken care of everything.Suddenly, I remembered visiting Serena before this New York trip for work. The memory was very vivid in my head. As I walked through the bleak corridors of the prison, I couldn't help but smile. And I just couldn’t resist rubbing it in her face — that she was never going to get out of there, that setting her up had been part of the plan, after all. Poor Serena. She won’t know what hit her. After all her scheming, she didn’t even realize that she was just a pawn in all this. A guard led me to a small room, and I saw Serena pacing inside, her eyes wild with desperation. The moment she saw me, she rushed to the glass partition, her voice trembling.“Julia! Thank God you’re here. Please, you have to help me get out of here. I won't tell Elijah, I swea
Elijah’s POVWhen I got back to the hotel after my business meeting, all I wanted was to kick off my shoes, order some room service, and get some rest. But as I stepped into the lobby, I spotted Julia waiting for me. She looked up, relief and excitement in her eyes.“Elijah!” she called out, waving me over. “Trevis had to go meet up with someone, so I'm left with no one to have dinner with.”I could feel the weariness in my bones, but I didn't want to disappoint her. I also wondered where Sophia could be, but I didn’t want to ask Julia. I actually sent a text message to Sophia a while back, but there was no reply. "There's this cool pizza place I read about online," Julia continued. "Would you join me?"I hesitated for a moment. “I was just planning to stay here tonight.”Her face fell slightly, but she quickly masked it with a hopeful smile. “It won't take long, I promise. And I heard their pizza is amazing.”I sighed, unable to say no to her. “Alright, let's go.”The pizza place wa
Elijah’s POVThe next morning felt heavy, as if the house itself was carrying the weight of the night before. The quiet was oppressive, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards or the distant hum of a car passing by.I sat at the dining table, staring into my coffee. The steam curled lazily upward, but the rich aroma did nothing to soothe my nerves. My phone lay face up beside the mug, its screen dark but ever-present, a reminder of the silence on the other end.I’d stayed at my stepmother’s house for the night, unable to leave her in the state she was in. Sophia had wanted to stay too since Phoebe was with our kids anyway, but I’d insisted she go home to the kids. “I’ll be fine,” I’d told her, even though fine was the last thing I felt. Now, as I sipped my coffee, I kept glancing at my phone, willing it to buzz or ring—anything to break the unbearable silence. My thoughts were consumed with Joe and Lennon. The sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up
Elijah’s POVThe house felt like it was holding its breath. Morgana’s sobs broke the silence occasionally, raw and gut-wrenching, as Lila and Adrian hovered near her, offering words of comfort that felt paper-thin in the face of her grief. Morgana sat slumped on the couch, her face buried in her hands, while Lila rubbed soothing circles on her back and Adrian paced, his expression dark with worry.In the corner of the room, Kayla and Sophia sat close together, their heads bowed in hushed conversation. Whatever they were saying, it seemed to offer Sophia a sliver of solace, though her eyes darted toward me every now and then, filled with the same lingering apprehension I felt. She looked pale, her shoulders drawn tight as if she were holding herself together by sheer willpower.An hour had crawled by since the explosion. An hour of unanswered questions and unanswered calls. Connor and I had tried every line, every contact, but no one from Joe’s side had picked up. Each failed attempt f
Sophia’s POVThe air thrummed with a tension so thick it felt alive, no matter how hard we all tried to mask it. Morgana’s living room was warm and inviting, as always, but even the crackling fireplace couldn’t chase away the chill of unease that had settled over us. I sat on the edge of the plush sofa, my hands gripping a mug of tea that had long since gone cold.Across from me, Elijah leaned forward in his chair, elbows on his knees, his gaze fixed on the carpet as though it held the answers we were all waiting for. Lila and Adrian were perched on the loveseat, talking in low voices, though their words seemed more like an effort to fill the silence than an actual conversation. Connor stood by the window, staring out into the sprawling garden, while Kayla hovered near the kitchen, pretending to busy herself with the cheese platter she'd brought.Morgana herself sat quietly. As always, her eyes were red and puffy, her face haggard, and she had grown noticeably thinner.I took a deep b
Elijah’s POVIt was one of those days when the weight of the world seemed to rest on my shoulders. My office at Sinclair Realty was awash with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the brightness did little to alleviate the turmoil brewing in my thoughts. Connor, my ever-efficient assistant, sat across from me, tablet in hand, as we combed through the final details of the new condo project. "The eco-friendly features are going to be the highlight," Connor was saying. "Solar panels, water recycling—it's all here. If we market it right, we'll tap into that green investor demographic."Just as Connor began discussing potential investors, my phone buzzed on the desk. Joe’s name lit up the screen. Joe rarely called—and never during office hours unless it was urgent."Give me a minute," I told Connor, picking up the phone. "Joe, what is it?""Elijah, turn on the news. Now."There was an urgency in his voice that made my stomach tighten. "What’s going on?""Just do it
Sophia’s POVI leaned over my desk, the soft glow of the desk lamp spilling over my sketches. The lines were clean, precise, but my mind wasn’t. I’d been at this all day, refining designs for Lucas’s ski resort renovations. Thankfully, it had been days since I’d last heard from him. That alone brought a sense of relief. I wasn’t sure if it was because of our last encounter or he’s just been busy. As I worked on shading the next section of my blueprint, my phone buzzed against the desk. I glanced at it, surprised to see Elijah’s name flashing on the screen. A small smile tugged at my lips as I answered.“Hi,” I said, cradling the phone between my ear and shoulder as I continued sketching.“Hey,” Elijah’s warm voice greeted me. “I just wanted to ask… what time are you coming home?”I paused, setting my pencil down. “In a bit. Just wrapping up a few things.”“Good,” he said, a faint smile audible in his tone. “I miss you.”The words caught me off guard. A rush of warmth spread through m
Elijah’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows of my office, but it did little to lift the cloud hanging over me. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the reports spread across my desk, though my mind wasn’t focused on them. Victoria’s sudden disappearance had thrown me off balance.A part of me wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. If she was gone, it meant she couldn’t interfere with my family anymore—or so I hoped. I don’t know her too well. But I know Julia, and won’t just give up. If using Victoria didn’t work, she’ll find another way soon. The phone on my desk buzzed, snapping me out of my thoughts. My assistant’s voice came through the intercom. “Mr. Sinclair, Joe is here to see you.”“Send him in,” I said, sitting up straighter.Moments later, Joe stepped into the room, carrying a folder and his usual air of quiet efficiency. He placed the folder on my desk and sat across from me, his expression grim.“I’ve got updates,” he began, pulling a few papers fro
Sophia’s POVWe always tried to set aside our concerns whenever we got together for meals at home with the kids. Tonight’s dinner turned out to be lively, especially because we’d invited Phoebe to join. Jared was animated, recounting his favorite parts of the school performance to Phoebe, who listened with rapt attention. It was sweet to see the bond forming between them—Jared had taken to her so naturally, as though some invisible thread tied them together.“I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to the show,” Phoebe said, her tone genuinely regretful. She reached over to ruffle Jared’s hair. “Work’s been hectic, and I just couldn’t leave my new job.”Jared shrugged, smiling at her. “It’s okay, Aunt Phoebe. There’ll be more performances. You can come next time.”“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Phoebe promised, her eyes softening.Roxy, who had been unusually quiet throughout dinner, suddenly spoke up. “Royce wasn’t in school today.”I paused mid-bite, glancing at Elijah. He stilled too, h
Elijah’s POVDespite Morgana’s absence, Bella Sera was bustling with activity when I arrived. The place seemed to be running like a well-oiled machine. Clara, Morgana’s assistant, was standing by the counter, speaking animatedly with one of the chefs.I made my way to her, and she noticed me immediately. “Elijah,” she said with a smile. “Good to see you. Morgana mentioned you might stop by.”“How’s everything going?” I asked, leaning against the counter.Clara handed me a clipboard with the latest reports. “Sales have been steady. We’ve introduced a few new menu items, and they’re doing really well. Customers seem to love the seasonal specials. Morgana’s been signing off on everything remotely, but honestly, she’s been distant. Understandably so.”I nodded, flipping through the reports. The numbers looked solid. “You’re doing great, Clara. Morgana will appreciate this.”Clara gave me a grateful smile, but before she could respond, I felt a hand on my arm—a touch too familiar. I turne
Sophia’s POVLila opened the door slowly, and for a brief moment, the porch light framed a familiar figure. Relief flooded through me when I realized who it was.“Adrian!” I exclaimed, a smile breaking across my face.He stood there with his signature easy grin, dressed in a dark jacket with his hands shoved into the pockets. His eyes met mine briefly before shifting to Lila, softening with concern.“Hey, Sophia,” he greeted warmly. “Glad to know you’re here.”Before I could respond, Lila let out a soft cry and threw her arms around him. Adrian caught her effortlessly, wrapping her in a tight embrace. Her shoulders shook as she buried her face into his chest, and he murmured something soothing into her hair.“It’s good you showed up,” I said gently, stepping back to give them space. “You’re just what she needs right now.”Adrian led Lila inside, still holding her close. She clung to him as though he were a lifeline, her earlier composure crumbling into quiet sobs. It was clear that th