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Sophia’s POV“Her name is Luana,” I said, staring up at the soft ceiling lights of Dr. Lawson’s clinic. “She knew me as Sabrina. She remembered things about my life, about people I’ve forgotten completely. And she seems… kind, like she genuinely wants to help me.”Dr. Lawson’s calm voice came from just beyond my line of sight. “That’s a good sign, Sophia. Reconnecting with someone from your past can be a powerful trigger for recovering memories. The more you engage with her, the better chance you have of uncovering the missing pieces.”I turned my head slightly, glancing at her. “Do you really think it’s possible? That I could remember everything again?”Dr. Lawson’s expression was thoughtful but encouraging. “The mind is resilient, and memory is complex. While I can’t promise full restoration, I believe reconnecting with people, revisiting places, and being open to the process will help. Your determination will make all the difference.”Her words filled me with hope, and as the sessi
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Sophia’s POV“You’re glowing,” Elijah teased as we headed back to the car, nudging me gently.I laughed. “Can you blame me? This was amazing. I’m so touched you did this for me.”He grinned, but then a playful glint entered his eye. “Well, I’m not done yet.”My eyebrows shot up. “What do you mean you’re not done?”“One more stop before we head home,” he said, leading me to the car.I climbed into the passenger seat, grinning as anticipation bubbled up. “You’re really pulling out all the stops today, aren’t you?”He chuckled as he started the engine. “Let’s just say I’ve had this planned for a while.”As we drove, I watched the familiar streets roll by, my curiosity growing with every turn. Suddenly, recognition hit me like a wave. The road. The trees. The white picket fence up ahead. I burst out laughing.“You’re taking me to my parents and grandparents?” I asked, unable to hide my excitement.Elijah glanced at me with a knowing smile. “Of course. We haven’t visited the Bakers in a wh
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Elijah’s POVSophia’s hand rested lightly on my arm as we walked up the steps toward the front door of the mansion — Morgana and Lennon’s abode. Tonight wasn’t just a casual dinner—it was a calculated opportunity. One where I intended to finally confront Lennon and see if there was more to his connection with Les Ombres Écarlates than he was letting on.Morgana greeted us at the door, her smile warm but a hint of nervous energy beneath it. “Elijah, Sophia, come in! I’m so glad you could make it.”Sophia leaned in to give her a quick hug, and I followed with a polite nod. “Thank you for having us.”As we stepped into the foyer, the familiar aroma of roasted spices and caramelized onions wafted through the air. I caught the faintest trace of saffron—a hint of one of my favorite dishes. Morgana caught my expression and smiled knowingly.“I may have asked the cafe chef to prepare a little something special tonight,” she said, her tone light and casual as she led us further inside. “I rem
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Emily’s POV“I think it’s your turn to chop the firewood,” I called out to Chris, balancing a basket of freshly picked herbs on my hip. The crisp air nipped at my cheeks, the forest surrounding our cabin alive with the rustling of leaves and the faint chirping of birds. It was peaceful here, simple. But simplicity often came with a price: vigilance.Chris looked up from the small stack of logs near the cabin’s edge, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. “I did it yesterday,” he replied with mock indignation, his lopsided grin breaking through his tired expression. “Besides, I’m busy perfecting my stew.”I laughed softly, stepping onto the wooden porch. “That’s fair. I wouldn’t want to interrupt your masterpiece.”Inside the cabin, the air was warm and smelled of the comforting blend of woodsmoke and rosemary. Yet even in this serenity, the shadow of Les Ombres Écarlates loomed over us. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt truly at ease.As I set the herbs on the kitchen count
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Emily’s POVI flipped to a random page of the journal, and the scrawled date at the top caught my eye: just over a year ago. My heart skipped a beat. This wasn’t just an old relic from the past—this was recent. Whoever had written this had been here not long before us.They’re getting closer. I can feel it. Every shadow, every sound—it all feels like them. I thought I’d lost them, but they always find a way. How many more nights can I stay one step ahead?A chill ran down my spine as I read the words. I flipped through the pages, the entries growing more sporadic and desperate. The writer—a man, judging by the style of writing—had been on the run, just like us.I’ve heard whispers of Les Ombres Écarlates. They’re everywhere, more powerful than I imagined. If they know where I am, I won’t survive this.My heart drummed faster. Whoever had written this had been hiding from the same mob that now hunted us. The journal was a record of fear, of survival, of someone trying to escape the ver
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Elijah’s POVThe silence was suffocating as I leaned forward, my gaze locked onto Lennon’s. His composure was good—too good—but I’d spent years reading people, and I could see it: the faint tension in his shoulders, the barely perceptible wariness in his look. He was hiding something.I let the silence stretch before I spoke with a deliberate tone. “You care about Morgana and Lila, don’t you?”Lennon’s head snapped toward me, his jaw tightening. “Of course I do,” he said sharply. “What kind of question is that?”“Then you should understand why this is a problem,” I continued without flinching. “The threats against the cafe, the vandalism, and now these connections to Les Ombres Écarlates—it all paints a troubling picture. If you’re involved, in any way, you’re putting them directly in harm’s way.”Lennon’s grip on his wine glass tightened, his knuckles whitening. “Those matters are being handled by the investigators and the lawyer,” he said tersely. “I’ve done nothing wrong.”“Yet som
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Elijah’s POVI sat down and leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face as I processed Lennon’s revelation. The room was heavy with tension, but this time it wasn’t born from suspicion—it was the weight of something far bigger.“If the mob suspects you,” I began, “then the threats to Morgana and Lila could be their way of sending a message. To scare you off.”Lennon nodded grimly. “It’s possible. They could be trying to warn me. Or worse.”“But it might not even be them,” Morgana cut in, her voice trembling but steady. “What if it’s someone else entirely? A competitor of the cafe, maybe? Someone who doesn’t want us to succeed?”I turned to her, surprised by the suggestion. “You think that’s likely?”She hesitated, her fingers twisting nervously. “I… I never thought about it before. But we’ve been doing well—really well. Maybe too well for some people.”“Or,” Sophia interjected, her tone thoughtful, “it could be someone with a personal vendetta against Lila. Someone who feels
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Sophia’s POVThe gentle strains of jazz music drifted through the room as Kayla and I walked into the upscale hotel bar. The warm lighting reflected off polished wood and sleek glass fixtures, giving the place an intimate, sophisticated ambiance. Waitstaff floated gracefully between the plush chairs and tables, carrying trays of cocktails and hors d’oeuvres. I inhaled deeply, letting the atmosphere settle over me like a comforting blanket. Tonight was about unwinding, about enjoying something for ourselves.“This is perfect,” Kayla said beside me, her eyes scanning the crowd. “I can’t even remember the last time we did something like this.”I laughed softly. “Me neither. Feels like we’re breaking out of the mom-and-wife bubble for a night.”“And I’m here for it,” she quipped, nudging me playfully. “Let’s grab a seat.”We found a cozy corner booth with an excellent view of the small stage, where Adrian’s piano awaited its masterful touch. Just as we settled in, a familiar figure appear
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Emily’s POV“Walk away, Hugo,” Antoine said sharply, stepping in front of us as if to shield us from the strange man.The name triggered a memory.Chris had mentioned it just yesterday—Hugo Tournier. Suddenly, I remembered. It’s the name Sophia and Elijah had been trying to track down. The man who had supposedly changed Sophia’s life forever.And now he’s here. Why?!My hands instinctively balled up as my heart slammed against my ribs. Could this really be the same man?Hugo’s expression darkened with satisfaction as he took another step, exuding an air of quiet arrogance.“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice smooth but laced with something sinister. “You’re not as fun outside of prison, Antoine.”Phoebe’s grip on my wrist tightened. “Emily, let’s go,” she muttered under her breath.I wanted to. Every instinct screamed at me to turn and leave. But I couldn’t—not yet.Hugo came forward, his eyes staring straight at me. He gave a low chuckle, mocking. “It’s interesting to meet Sabrina Ba
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Emily’s POVI refused to flinch. Even as Antoine stood in front of me, blocking my way, I forced my body to stay still, to stay firm.I squared my shoulders, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. “Move.”Antoine didn’t budge. His gaze shifted between me and Phoebe, like he wasn’t sure if I’d actually listen or turn and run.“I’m not here to fight,” he said, his voice calm. “I just want to talk.”Phoebe’s grip on my arm tightened, and her anger was immediate, sharp.“Oh, hell no,” she snapped. “What are you even doing here? Haven’t you caused enough trouble?”I inhaled slowly, forcing myself to stay calm. I wasn’t going to let him see me feeling nervous or affected by him. Antoine exhaled, his face unreadable. “I just wanted to talk.”Phoebe laughed coldly. “Talk? You took Jared, Antoine. Without permission. Do you have any idea what you put us through?”“I know,” he admitted. “I made a mistake.”Phoebe scoffed. “A mistake?”I stepped forward, my gaze hardening. “Please, Antoine.
