Elijah’s POVAs I stared out the window, lost in thought, a knock on the door pulled me back to reality. I assumed it was Dr. Matthews returning with more information, but to my surprise, Chris and Trevis walked in, grinning from ear to ear.“Hey, man,” Chris greeted, his tone light and cheerful. “How's the patient doing?”I managed a smile. “I've been better, but I'm hanging in there.”Trevis chuckled, giving me a playful nudge. “You better get well soon, Elijah. We’ve got plans. We need you out and about so we can hit the bars again. It’s been a long time, bro. We’ve been all work and no play.”“Yeah, that’s right,” Chris agreed. “Maybe this was a wake-up call for you to loosen up a bit and learn to have some fun again, huh?”I laughed, remembering the good times we all had growing up together. We had been friends since childhood. Trevis added, “Besides, we miss you at the office. No one’s there to bark orders, and the employees are practically throwing a party since the big boss i
Sophia’s POVReturning home, I couldn't shake the image of Morgana with that strange man. Does she really have a daughter and Elijah doesn’t know about it? I wonder who the father is, and if her husband Anderson knows. The question gnawed at my mind as I drove, but my thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sight of a crowd outside my apartment building.Dozens of people swarmed the entrance, cameras flashing, reporters jostling for position. What on earth is going on? My heart raced as I slowed the car, keeping a safe distance. My mind raced through possibilities. Who were they waiting for? I knew Reese was safe with Kayla, but still, the sight of the media frenzy made me uneasy.Should I push on or wait? The thought of facing that crowd was daunting. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a message from Kayla. I quickly glanced at it: a link. Curiosity piqued, I opened it. The video started playing, and I felt my stomach drop.Adrian. Standing at a podium, looking every bit the hands
Sophia’s POV“Don’t worry, Sophia,” Kayla assured me, giving me a quick hug. “I have to go now, but I’ll keep trying to get in touch with Adrian. “I promise I'll have him call you as soon as possible.” She squeezed my hand reassuringly. “And I’ll update you on what’s happening with Adrian’s family.”“Thank you, Kayla,” I said, my voice filled with gratitude. Connor stepped forward, nodding at both of us. “I’ll drive for Kayla. Take care, Sophia.”“Thanks, Connor,” I replied, watching them head toward the door. My mind wandered briefly, wondering how close Kayla and Connor had become. But with everything that was happening, I pushed the thought aside, deciding to ask Kayla about it another time. Right now, my heart was a mess, and I needed to focus on Reese and on staying safe.I turned back to find Daniel standing nearby, a calm and protective presence. “You’re safe here, Sophia. I’ve got everything under control,” he said softly. “I asked someone to monitor your house. Most of the m
Kayla’s POVConnor's car purred down the road, the engine's calm cadence a stark contrast to my current mood. I clutched my phone, my thumb hovering over Adrian's contact for the hundredth time. I hit the dial again. Silence. Voicemail. Again. “Aarrrggghhhh!” I shouted with frustration. “Damn it, Adrian,” I muttered under my breath, shoving the phone into my bag.Connor glanced at me from the driver's seat, his brow furrowed in concern. “Maybe he turned off his phone,” he suggested. “After that bomb he dropped, I'm sure a lot of people are trying to reach him now.”“Yeah, maybe,” I sighed. “His father probably took his phone.”Connor raised an eyebrow. “What is he, ten years old?”I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. “Sometimes it feels like it. Well, from what Sophia told me about Mr. Roosevelt, I wouldn’t put it past him. No wonder Adrian ran away from home.”We drove in silence for a moment, the city lights blurring outside the window. The weight of my worry pressed down o
Sophia’s POVI woke up the next morning, expecting to feel the soft warmth of Reese beside me. Instead, my fingers brushed against cool, empty sheets. Panic surged through me, but then I heard it—the unmistakable sound of Reese's giggles coming from the kitchen. I quickly threw on my robe and padded out of the guest room.When I reached the kitchen doorway, the scene before me made my heart swell. Reese stood on a stool, her tiny hands busy mixing batter, while Daniel stood next to her, patiently guiding her movements. His deep chuckle mingled with her light laughter, filling the room with a warmth I hadn’t felt in a long time.“Good morning, Mommy!” Reese beamed at me, her face smudged with flour.“Good morning, sweetheart,” I replied, unable to hide my smile. “What are you two up to?”“We’re making pancakes!” she declared proudly, holding up the whisk as if it were a trophy.“Uncle Daniel’s teaching me,” she added, her eyes sparkling with excitement.“Looks like you’re having fun,”
Elijah’s POVI sat on the edge of Julia's bed, flipping through channels with the remote in hand. The room was quiet except for the faint murmur of the TV. Finally, I’ve been discharged from the hospital but I was still sticking around because I felt obligated to take care of Julia. Julia, propped up by pillows, watched with me. We stumbled upon a cartoon, and its slapstick humor caught me off guard. I chuckled, but Julia's expression remained unchanged.“You used to love this show,” I said, trying to break the silence.Julia glanced at me, her eyes narrowing slightly. “It's kind of stupid, don't you think?”I blinked, taken aback by her bluntness. “But... you were obsessed with it as a kid. When you were still Sabrina…” “Oh!” Her eyes widened briefly, then she looked away, fidgeting with the blanket. “Well, I'm not a kid anymore, Elijah,” she murmured, reaching for the remote to change the channel.I sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of nostalgia mixed with a sense of disconnect. Sa
Elijah’s POVSomeone knocked on the door of Julia’s hospital room. I was surprised to see Connor poking his head in. “Good afternoon, Julia, Mr. Sinclair…” he greeted. “Oh, hey, Connor, come in!” I said enthusiastically, happy to see another familiar face. Seeing the stack of folders he was carrying, I remembered that I’d asked him to bring some of my work here. It made me feel eager to do something I enjoyed, to snap me out of this boredom. “Oh, hello, Connor,” Julia greeted. Then seeing the folders marked with the Sinclair Realty logo, she turned to me and said, “You know what? You and Connor can use this room to discuss your business matters. I’ve been wanting to visit Grandma Evelyn for a while now, anyway.”“Oh, are you sure?” I asked uncertainly. “If you really want to go there, I can assist you.”Julia beamed at me, apparently pleased that I was so concerned. “No, it’s fine,” she eventually said. “Let me just call a nurse.” She pressed on a button beside her bed. In just a w
Julia’s POVI was wheeled down the stark, sterile hallway by the nurse who was going to accompany me to Grandma Evelyn's room. But we hadn't even gone far when I stopped and smiled at her. “Oh, I forgot something in my room,” I said, trying to sound like it was sudden and urgent. “We have to go back.”“Alright, no problem.” She led me back to my hospital room, but I waved her away when we got there. “You can go for now, I think they’re done so I’ll just wait a while here and have them take me.”The nurse looked dubious. But luckily, another nurse called her. “I’ll be fine, don’t worry,” I assured her. She smiled and eventually left. Oh, good! Now I can listen in on the conversation between Elijah and Connor. “I need to know who was behind this,” Elijah was saying, his voice low and intense. “Someone ran me off the road and then hurt Julia too. I won't rest until I find out who.”Connor responded, “We've got our best investigators on it. The police are also looking into it. They'l
Sophia’s POVThe warm scent of baked rosemary chicken and freshly baked bread greeted me as I stepped into Phoebe’s cozy apartment, immediately putting me at ease. Roxy and Jared scurried ahead, their laughter bouncing off the walls. Reese was the first to greet them, her face lighting up as she jumped up from the playmat in the corner.“Mommy!” Reese ran over, wrapping her arms around me in a quick hug before joining her siblings. “We’re playing house! Jared is the baby!”I laughed, kissing the top of her head. “You all behave, alright? And no bossing Jared around too much, Reese.”Kayla emerged from the small kitchen, balancing baby Asha on her hip. Her warm smile widened when she saw me. “Sophia! Finally. I was starting to think you’d gotten stuck in another snowstorm.”“Trust me, I almost did,” I said, exhaling as I set down my bag. “Thanks for picking up Reese. You’re a lifesaver.”“No problem,” Kayla replied, adjusting Asha in her arms. “You know I love spending time with your l
Sophia’s POVAs I stepped into my car, the cold leather seats sent a sharp chill through me. The afternoon sun, shy but persistent, peeked through scattered clouds, bathing the pristine snow in a gentle radiance. Thankfully, the blizzard had blown over quickly, and the roads were clear enough to navigate. It was the kind of crisp day that made the world feel brand new, but my thoughts were far from fresh.Lucas stood near the entrance of the ski resort, his hands shoved into his coat pockets. He waved, a warm smile on his face as I rolled down my window.“Thanks for coming, Sabrina,” he called, his voice carrying easily in the still air. I forced a polite smile, not knowing how to feel about him still calling me Sabrina up to now, especially after what I'd just discovered about my childhood. “Thanks, Lucas. The resort has so much potential. I’ll send over the updated designs soon.”“I’m looking forward to it,” he said, stepping back. “Drive safe. Roads might still be icy in some spot
Emily’s POVThe biting cold wrapped around me like a vice as the forest settled into an eerie stillness. The sounds of the chase from the night before had faded, but they seemed to continue echoing in my head. My legs ached, my hands were raw, and my breath fogged in the frigid air as I stumbled forward, searching for something—anything—that could serve as a refuge.It’s getting late. I have to find shelter first. The darkness was suffocating, but then, faintly, through the trees, I saw a glimmer of light. My heart leaped as I cautiously approached, praying it wasn’t a trap. What I found instead was a small, dilapidated hunting shack, nearly swallowed by the forest. Its wooden walls were warped, the roof sagging in places, but it was shelter. For now, it was enough.Inside, the air was stale and cold, but at least it shielded me from the howling wind. I found a dusty lantern and managed to light it with trembling hands, its soft glow pushing back the shadows. There was an old cot in
Sophia’s POVThe memory hung in my mind like a shadow, vivid and unsettling. Lucas’s voice—the one I had heard in my dream, the one calling for Sabrina—now felt too real to dismiss as just a fragment of my imagination.I tried to focus on the snow, its mesmerizing dance beyond the glass, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing.And then Lucas stepped closer, his presence pulling me from my turmoil. His eyes searched mine. “What are you remembering?” he asked carefully. I turned to face him fully, my heart thundering in my chest. “It’s… hard to explain,” I began, forcing the words out through the lump in my throat. “I had a dream—a nightmare, really—about when I got lost in the snowstorm as a child. I mean, I already know that it was Morgana who actually left me behind because she’d met with her lover then. But now…”Lucas’s eyes narrowed. “Now what?”“Well, in my dream, I thought I heard Elijah calling my name. He’d been there with his family too, so…”Lucas’s expression tightened, but he s
Sophia’s POVThe view outside the window was breathtaking—snow-dusted hills stretching endlessly under a pale blue sky. The cozy lounge, with its crackling fire and soft golden lighting, felt like the perfect setting for a romantic moment. It should have been calming, but my mind was anything but calm.That photo of Elijah and Victoria burned in my memory. Her sitting so close to him, their laughter captured at just the right moment. It made my chest tighten with anger and something I didn’t want to name—jealousy. The thought alone made me queasy, but it also left me vulnerable. Vulnerable to Lucas.I glanced at him. He stood just a few feet away, his expression soft but intent, watching me like I was the only person in the world. His confession still echoed in my ears, and I couldn’t deny the pull of the moment. It was too perfect, too charged. For a brief, fleeting second, I let myself wonder what it would feel like to bask in his affection, to let myself be swept up in something s
Elijah’s POVThe silence in my office was deafening. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the half-empty coffee cup on my desk. The bitterness clung to my tongue, a reminder of the recent situation in my marriage. Oh, Sophia. What’s happening to us?She’d been consuming my every thought lately. And not in the way she used to. Not with warmth or laughter, but with cold uncertainty. We hadn’t spoken properly since I sent her those flowers. It was my way of saying: I still care about you. She’d thanked me, of course, but there was no follow-up. No deep conversation. I really miss her. God knows how much I miss my wife. We used to talk about everything. The kids. Work. The stupid little things that made up our days. Now? She was busy. Always busy. Late nights at the office. Early mornings. And when she was home, she was either buried in her laptop or tiptoeing around me like I was made of glass. And it wasn’t just work. It was that damn Lucas who found a way to be with her more. Just
Sophia’s POVThe image of Elijah and Victoria stayed with me, eating away at my thoughts like an unyielding tempest. They looked so comfortable together, so... familiar. It wasn’t just Victoria’s presence that unnerved me—it was the way Elijah seemed to let her get close. Is he falling for her? No. No, it’s impossible. But the seed of doubt had been planted, and it was growing faster than I could contain it.We need to talk. Soon. Heart to heart, I resolved, my chest tightening as I fought back a surge of emotion. The silence of the room around me only made the ache sharper, more vivid.Just then, Lucas’s footsteps broke through the quiet, and I quickly pushed my phone back into my pocket. He entered the lounge with a tray balanced in his hands, two mugs of steaming hot chocolate sending up tendrils of inviting warmth.The image of Elijah and Victoria lingered in my mind, gnawing at my thoughts like a relentless storm. They looked so comfortable together, so... familiar. It wasn’t j
Sophia’s POV“Lucas,” I called out, stepping onto the cobblestone path that led to the resort’s grand, albeit faded, entrance. “You’ve got a prime location here.”He emerged from the double doors, his familiar grin warm against the chilly mountain air. “Sophia, welcome. How was the drive up?”“Long,” I admitted, adjusting my scarf as the wind tugged at it. I was bundled up in a navy wool coat, a pair of tan ankle boots, and a thick cream-colored knit scarf. The frosty air bit at my cheeks, and I shoved my gloved hands into my coat pockets for warmth. “But worth it. This place…” I gestured to the sprawling ski resort behind him, its old-world charm dulled by time and neglect. “It’s stunning. Or at least, it has the bones to be.”Lucas chuckled, his gaze lingering on me. “That’s why you’re here. To make it amazing again.”As I stepped closer, I caught the faint scent of pine and woodsmoke clinging to the air, mingling with the crispness of the snow-dusted ground. For a brief moment, the
Sophia’s POVThe sight of Phoebe standing in the doorway took my breath away. She looked so different from the last time I’d seen her—thinner, her cheekbones more pronounced, her posture subdued. But her eyes, wide and shimmering with unshed tears, carried a familiar depth of emotion that struck me instantly. Before I could speak, she stepped forward and wrapped both Kayla and me in a tight embrace.“Phoebe,” I murmured, still stunned. “You’re here.”Her hug felt prolonged, as if she were drawing strength from it. When she pulled back, her hands rested firmly on my arms, her smile wavering slightly. “I couldn’t stay away any longer,” she said, her voice soft but laden with feeling. “I needed to see you.”“We’ve missed you so much,” Kayla said, adjusting Asha on her hip. Asha reached out with a tiny hand, patting Phoebe’s cheek, as if sensing the tension in the air. Kayla smiled gently, her tone as soothing as always. “How have you been?”Phoebe hesitated, brushing a tear from her chee