Julia’s POVI bolted from Grandma Evelyn's room, my heart pounding in my chest. I needed to act fast. As I hurried down the hallway, I heard voices coming from around the corner. I pressed myself against the wall, straining to listen.“We might need to administer a sedative to keep the patient calm,” a nurse was saying. “Here it is…”I peeked at their direction and saw that two nurses were talking, with a medication cart between them. My heart raced. I needed to act now before anyone found out that Grandma Evelyn was beginning to wake up. Before that old woman could talk about anything!Just then, a doctor approached the nurses and they began talking. To my delight, the three of them moved farther in the opposite direction, leaving the cart unattended. This was my chance. I moved quickly and quietly, my footsteps silent on the linoleum floor.The cart was just ahead, its drawers slightly ajar. I reached it and quickly glanced around to ensure no one was watching. My hands trembled as
Sophia’s POVBecause I was still on leave from work, I was able to pick up Reese from play school these past few days. It became the highlight of each day. Today, Daniel insisted on driving for me and accompanying me. Usually, it was Kayla who came with me or I took a cab because my arm was still in a cast. As we waited outside the classroom, I watched Reese's face light up when she spotted us through the window. Her little legs carried her quickly to the door, her arms flinging around me in a tight hug.“Mommy! Uncle Daniel!” she squealed with delight.“Hey there, princess,” Daniel said, scooping her up in his arms. “How was your day?”“It was so much fun! We painted and played with blocks,” Reese replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement.As we walked to the car, Daniel turned to me with a smile. “I was thinking, how about you two come over to my place for dinner tonight?”“Dinner at your place?” I raised an eyebrow, surprised by the invitation. “What’s the occasion?”“Nothing
Sophia’s POVI looked Reese in the eye and explained gently, “Sweetie, Daddy is still not well after his car accident. He has to stay in the hospital a bit longer to get better. But he will visit you as soon as he's feeling strong again.”Reese nodded slowly, absorbing the information. “Okay, Mommy. I hope he gets better soon.”“I hope so too, honey,” I said softly, feeling a mixture of relief and sadness.After dinner, Reese immediately settled in front of the TV to watch her favorite cartoons. It was still a bit early so Daniel and I opted for tea while we talked some more. “I'm glad to see you smiling more,” Daniel said, breaking the comfortable silence. “I'm really sorry you had to go through all this, but always remember that I'm just here.”I looked at him, his eyes filled with genuine concern and support. “I know, Daniel. And I'm glad to have amazing friends like you.”Honestly, I’ve been so stressed. First, I broke my arm and somehow caused Evelyn to suffer the accident that
Sophia’s POVThe night was still, but my mind was anything but. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts racing in circles. The image of Elijah lying in the hospital haunted me, the fear of what I might find if I visited him eating at me. What if I walked in on him and Julia acting like a couple? The mere thought twisted my stomach into knots. But then, a voice in my mind scoffed, So what? You don't love him anymore, do you?I slipped out of bed and went to check on Reese. She was already fast asleep, her small body curled up under the blankets. I gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, trying to find some peace in her innocence. When I came out of her bedroom, a knock interrupted my thoughts. I narrowed my eyes, wondering who it could be at this hour. I made my way to the door and through the peephole, I saw Adrian standing in the hallway. “Hey,” I said, letting him in. Once he was inside, that’s when I noticed that his eyes were red and glassy. The smell of alcoh
Sophia’s POVAs I stood outside the grocery store, Troy's message still fresh in my mind, my hand trembled. I began to type a message to Daniel. Maybe he could have me picked up by a driver or he could book me a cab so I could get home faster. I didn't want to see Troy—didn't want to revisit the chaos he'd brought into my life. But then, before I could finish composing my message to Daniel, there he suddenly was, appearing out of nowhere like a specter from a troubled past.“What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice sharper than intended. “Are you following me? How did you find me?”“I have my ways,” he said mysteriously, frightening me. “I know where you live. I know where Reese goes to school. I know where you get your groceries. I know where you work…”His words gave me the chills. I could tell that he was satisfied to see the look of horror on my face. Troy shrugged nonchalantly. “We're family, Sophia. Family helps each other out.”I scoffed bitterly, despite being a little
Sophia’s POVMy heart raced with worry and confusion. Elijah was the only one who could help me make sense of this. He had to know what Troy meant and what we could do about it. Late that afternoon, I decided to go to the hospital. Nevermind what I’ll see when I get there, I thought bitterly as I remembered how Elijah and Julia had seemed closer than friends the last time I saw them there. Reaching Julia’s hospital room, I was surprised to find it empty. It was a good thing when a nurse passed by. “Oh, you’re looking for the patient?” she asked. “Yes, I’m her friend. She’s with our other friend Elijah?”“Right,” the nurse said, recognition lighting up in her eyes. “That sweet boyfriend of hers who never leaves her side? They’re in the physical therapy room.”I frowned when I heard how she described Elijah. But I reminded myself that I was here for an important purpose. I needed to speak to Elijah, even if that meant finding out for certain if he and Julia were already a couple. Fo
Sophia’s POVI raced down the hospital hallway, footsteps echoing in the sterile silence. My heart pounded, the words I'd overheard from Elijah echoing in my mind like a relentless drumbeat. Tears blurred my vision as I fled, anger and hurt mixing into a bitter cocktail. How could I still feel this way? I thought I'd moved on, convinced myself that Elijah was a closed chapter in my life. Yet, hearing his conversation with Julia tore open old wounds I thought had healed.I found solace in a quiet alcove, pressing my back against the cool wall. I can’t believe it, I thought with mixed emotions. Am I still craving for his genuine love, still hoping it’s going to come?Gathering my composure, I decided to check in on Grandma Evelyn. I took several deep breaths and began walking toward her hospital room. Since I was already here, it would be good to know about her progress from the doctors and nurses assigned to her. Approaching Evelyn's room, I caught sight of Chris's parents standing o
Sophia’s POVThe hospital visit weighed heavily on my mind as I trudged back to my apartment. Chris's parents had made it abundantly clear that they still held me responsible for everything that had happened, and their harsh words replayed in my head like a broken record. I felt drained, both emotionally and physically, as I finally reached my door.As soon as I opened it, Reese came bounding toward me, her face lighting up with pure joy.“Mommy, you're home!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. She threw her little arms around my legs, and I bent down to scoop her up into a hug, feeling a warmth wash over me that I desperately needed.“Hey, sweetie,” I said, forcing a smile. “How was school today?”Reese wriggled out of my arms and ran to the small table in the living room where a colorful painting was spread out. She picked it up carefully and turned back to me, her smile wide and proud.“Look what I made!” she said, holding up the painting for me to see.I took a moment to admire he
Sophia’s POV“Are you sure we’re at the right place?” Elijah asked, squinting as he scanned the brightly colored signage above the doors. His hand rested protectively on Jared’s small shoulder, while I carried Roxy’s favorite tote bag stuffed with snacks and toys.“Yes, this is it,” I said with a smile. “The indoor activity center Kayla recommended.”Just then, Reese tugged on my hand impatiently. “Mom, come on! Let’s go in already.”“Alright, alright,” I said, laughing as we stepped through the sliding doors. The sounds of laughter and squeals of children filled the air, mingling with the whir of air conditioning. The place was bustling, with climbing structures, ball pits, and vibrant murals on the walls depicting animals playing in forests and jungles.Before I could take it all in, a familiar voice called out, “Sophia! Over here!”I turned to see Victoria standing by a table near the play area, waving enthusiastically. She was dressed casually in jeans and a light cardigan, lookin
Elijah’s POVThe cafe was brimming with energy as I sat across from my wife, happily sharing a relaxed conversation with her over lunch. Potted plants hung from the ceiling, their vibrant greens adding a refreshing touch to the cozy interiors and putting me in a rather good mood despite my recent discoveries. Sophia animatedly described her latest design project, her hands moving in lively gestures. “It’s for a seaside mall,” she said, her eyes lighting up with excitement. “They want something modern but that still incorporates natural elements—wooden textures, open spaces, lots of natural light.”I smiled, admiring the passion in her voice. “Sounds like the perfect job for you. You’ve always had a knack for making things both elegant and practical. I know you’ll do an amazing job.”Her cheeks flushed slightly at the compliment, and she laughed softly. “Thank you. I’ve already started sketching out some ideas, but there’s so much to consider. I’m just hoping I can balance everything.
Elijah’s POVThe metallic clang of the prison gates behind me sent a chill through the air, though the day was warm and bright. Joe walked beside me, his expression set in its usual mask of calm determination, but I could feel the tension radiating off him. I wasn’t exactly at ease myself—this wasn’t the kind of place anyone walked into lightly.“Charlotte Vega,” I said quietly, more to myself than Joe, as we followed a guard down the sterile corridors. “She’s been visiting both Julia and Henry frequently. That alone is suspicious.”After what we had discovered from Vito’s visitor logs, I’d decided to check into the ones for Henry and Julia. And that was how I’d come across Charlotte Vega. Joe nodded, keeping his voice low. “The guards I spoke to say she’s supposedly an investigative journalist. Claims she’s writing some big exposé on international mobs. Sounds plausible enough on the surface.”“But?”“But,” he said, giving me a sideways glance, “they also mentioned she’s always very
Elijah’s POVI ended the call with Emily and let out a long, slow breath, leaning back in the chair. Her pain lingered in my chest like an echo. The weight of everything—the mob, Jared, keeping everyone safe—pressed heavily on my shoulders.“You okay?” Joe asked, his sharp eyes scanning me from across the room.I nodded, though the tightness in my chest hadn’t eased. “Yeah. Just a lot to think about.”I glanced at him then, leaning against his desk, his ever-present sharpness softened just a fraction. “Emily’s strong,” I said, more to myself than to him. “But even she has her breaking point.”Joe nodded, picking at the corner of a file on his desk. “She’s got Chris, though. Guy’s solid, if a little rough around the edges. They’ll hold out.”“Chris isn’t used to this kind of life, but he’s never loved someone like how he loves Emily. It’s really admirable that he’s doing all this for her. She needs him by her side.”Joe rubbed the back of his neck, his face tight with thought. “The mob
Elijah’s POVI leaned back in my chair, glancing at the neatly organized business reports in front of me. Normally, mornings like these were a steady grind, but today, I couldn’t keep the small smile off my face.Last night replayed in my mind, unbidden but welcome. The warmth of Sophia’s touch, her whispered promises, and the way we’d melted into each other as though the rest of the world didn’t exist. It had been intense, much more than the usual. Definitely one of the most memorable. The sound of my phone shattered the moment, pulling me back to the present. I picked it up, spotting Joe’s name flashing on the screen. His timing was rarely coincidental.“Joe,” I answered, straightening in my chair. “What’s the update?”“Got something big,” he said, his voice urgent, but low enough that I knew he was being cautious. “I managed to connect with Emily and Chris. Used a secure satellite line. They’re safe for now.”Relief washed over me. “That’s good to hear. And Marc and Luc? What are
Sophia’s POVElijah’s silence pressed down on me like a physical force, heavier than the comforter I was clutching. I lay on my side, my back turned to him, staring into the darkness. My heart felt raw, aching with the knowledge that I’d hurt the one person who meant everything to me.He wasn’t asleep—I knew him well enough to sense that. And knowing he was lying there, just as restless as I was, made the ache in my chest even worse.I couldn’t take it anymore.“Elijah,” I whispered. Turning slowly, I faced him, my eyes adjusting to the faint light filtering through the curtains. His back was still to me, but I reached out tentatively, my fingers brushing against his shoulder. “Please,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I can’t stand this distance between us.”For a moment, he didn’t move, and I thought he might ignore me. But then, he rolled over, his face etched with both exhaustion and pain. His eyes met mine, and the sight of his hurt broke me.“I’m sorry,” I said, tears pooling i
Sophia’s POVAs I stepped out of the bathroom, the cool silk of my nightgown brushing against my legs, I immediately noticed Elijah standing near the bed, his back to me. His posture was rigid, his head slightly tilted as he studied something in his hands. My breath caught when I realized what it was.The chocolate wrapper.My heart sank as I recognized it instantly. I’d completely forgotten about it after stashing it away. How had it ended up here?“Elijah?” I said hesitantly, my voice quieter than I intended.He turned, his face calm but his eyes sharp, like he was holding back a storm. He held up the wrapper. “Where did this come from?”I froze, my mind racing. “I—”“I found it in Reese’s bag,” he said evenly, cutting me off. His tone wasn’t accusatory, but there was an edge to it that made my stomach churn.For a split second, I considered lying, brushing it off as something our daughter must have gotten from a classmate or a friend. But the look in Elijah’s eyes stopped me. He d
Elijah’s POVI sank into the couch, remote still in hand, as the credits of some late-night documentary rolled across the screen. The faint hum of the television was lulling me into that in-between state of wakefulness and sleep when my phone buzzed on the coffee table. The name Camille lit up the screen.Frowning, I picked it up. “Hello?”“Elijah,” came her voice, slightly slurred, accompanied by background noise—music, chatter, the unmistakable din of a party still in full swing. “Hey... I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?”“No,” I said cautiously, sitting up straighter. “Are you okay? You sound... off.”She let out a soft laugh that sent warning bells ringing in my head. “Just had a little too much fun tonight, that’s all. I’m about to leave the party.”“You shouldn’t drive,” I said immediately. “Find someone sober to take you home or call a ride. Seriously.”“Oh, so protective,” she teased, her words laced with flirtation. “I’m so flattered you care.”“Camille,” I said firmly,
Sophia’s POVI sipped from my glass of champagne, the bubbles fizzing on my tongue and giving me a fleeting sense of lightness. Kayla’s concerned voice cut through the haze.“Are you okay? That’s your third glass already,” she said, a shadow of worry crossing her face as she moved closer.I waved her off with a forced smile. “I’m fine. Really. I’m just so... happy. The event was a huge success. We deserve this, don’t you think?”Kayla hesitated, her gaze scanning my face. “Yeah, but don’t go overboard. You’ve got a family waiting for you at home.”“Elijah went ahead,” I said quickly, my tone dismissive. “He’s tired.”Her eyes narrowed slightly, like she wanted to press further, but Connor appeared beside her, sliding an arm around her waist. The moment passed as she turned her attention to him, and I took the opportunity to slip away into the crowd.The bass thumped through the speakers, reverberating in my chest as I joined a group of familiar faces on the dance floor. The alcohol co