ARIA’S POVJulien’s words bug me a little. While I know I can’t stay too long without anyone, I’m scared of relationships. I’ve never gotten pampered, loved or acknowledge at any given time, yet I continued to burn myself for Adam and other’s happiness. While I’ve learned my lesson, I don’t want to repeat the same mistakes or end up in a worse situation. I am kind of happy with my current life.I cherish my independence and the freedom to explore new projects, each one contributing to my growth. Moving from one venture to another across various fields, I constantly expand my knowledge and skills, relishing the opportunity to learn and evolve every day.We are currently involved in urban redevelopment, and the work is absolutely fascinating. Revitalizing old and underutilized urban areas, as well as creating a new neighborhood within our city, is truly a privilege.Therefore, I have to be near the site almost every day to supervise the work. I've been assigned a small but comfortable o
NEAL’S POVThe recent events that have turned our lives upside down have made me more cautious. Since Stella was harassed and my little sister got into a fight, I have ensured they both have bodyguards at all times. Although Stella had refused, she didn’t know that my men were always around, protecting her and reporting back to me. I love Stella a lot, and I can’t afford to lose her.I haven’t been too open about my feelings because the last time I poured my heart out to a girl, she left me, saying I was too emotional. That experience shattered me, and since then, I’ve kept my feelings guarded when dating. It nearly destroyed my confidence. You’d think a billionaire like me would have no trouble finding women, but it’s been far from the truth for me. The fear of being hurt again keeps me from truly opening up, and it’s a lonely place to be.I completely understand how Aria must be feeling. We are family, and seeing her distant from men, I see myself in her. We’ve both been heartbroken
ADAM’S POVEver since Aria got a new project that doesn’t involve me, I’ve missed seeing her face. If I text or call her, she ignores me unless it's work-related. I don’t want to bug her, but it’s hard. Every time I think about her and Nathan together, I feel a pang of envy.I used to visit Clark’s office even when I wasn’t needed there, just to see Aria’s pretty face. If only I could be with her, I would pamper her every single day of my life. I just need a chance; this time I won’t let her suffer.There are so many things about her I never knew that have recently come to light. Who would have thought that such a talented artist was living in my house? I understand that because of the harsh years she’s been through, she had to abandon her passion for art.She has always sacrificed herself for others, including me. And what did I do? I treated her worse than I have ever treated anyone. I’ve learned that she was really telling the truth about not trapping me into our marriage. Sophia h
ARIA’S POVI wake up with a pounding headache, my vision blurred, and realize I'm tied to a chair. Panic sets in as I try to piece together how I got here, my mind racing through the events leading up to this unsettling moment.Then everything flashes back to my mind. Someone had rushed to my office, telling me that one construction worker was on the verge of ending his life and I had given directives to call the ambulance and then I headed to the site where I was told that reporters were gathered to film the scene. But then, nothing was there and someone sedated me.I struggle desperately to free myself from the ropes binding me to the chair, but it's no use. As I attempt to shout for help, I realize my mouth is stuffed with a cloth. Yuck! The sensation is disgusting, making me feel even more trapped and vulnerable.I know I've been tricked and kidnapped, but I wait anxiously to see who this disgusting person is behind the carefully planned scheme.The place looks unfamiliar—an aband
ADAM’S POVI hope it's not who I'm thinking! Aria going missing isn't unusual—she has many enemies, mostly because of me. Neal has been right all along; every time something happens to Aria, I’m to blame.Aria has never been safe. She's always been a target. Even after Eva was jailed, my mother has been bitter and silent. I doubt she has abandoned any cruel plans that may have crept into her mind. I'm certain she has something to do with Aria's disappearance.I rush home to confront her. There's no time to waste, and I swear, if she has anything to do with any illegal activities, I'll send her to join her daughter in jail. Every time I try to mend my ties with Aria, they have to mess it up.My mother is in the living room, watching her favorite shows when I grab the remote from the table angrily and shut down the television.“Adam! What has gotten into you?!”My mother springs to her feet from the couch and stares at me furiously.“What has gotten into YOU!”I throw the question back
REGIS’ POVAfter Neal's messages, I immediately called Aria to check on her whereabouts, but her phone went unanswered. It's incredibly unusual for Aria not to respond to our calls.I can't shake the worry that something might be wrong. What if Aria went to Adam? He's been trying his hardest to reconcile with her. I pray Aria isn't hurt or in danger. If anything has happened to her this time, I won't hesitate to take action against whoever is responsible.I'm anxiously waiting for Neal's text to shed some light on the situation when I receive a call from Adam. As soon as I pick up, Adam starts bombarding me with questions. He sounds extremely worried, and his voice trembles slightly. However, he immediately asks about Tanya. This strikes me as odd.“Uncle… Has Tanya contacted you?”“Contacted me? Why would she contact me?”Adam gets straight to the point and tells me that Aria is missing, suspecting Tanya's involvement in her kidnapping. I'm left wondering why Tanya would do such a th
ADAM’S POVI believe Tanya will surely contact my uncle. Women like her, manipulative and cunning, often resort to such tactics. She knows how to exploit vulnerabilities, and she will likely use Aria as bait to lure him to her lair, knowing his protective instincts will compel him to act.Tanya's scheming mind is always a step ahead, calculating every move to ensure she gets what she wants. This makes her incredibly dangerous, and I'm certain she has already devised a plan to trap my uncle using Aria as the perfect pawn.Therefore, I drive straight to my uncle’s house, determined to speak to him directly about Aria and Tanya. I know that together, we can come up with a plan to save her.However, just as I arrive, I see my uncle rushing out of his house, his face pale with urgency. He quickly gets into his car and speeds off alone, the tires screeching as he pulls away.The sight of him driving off so fast fills me with a sense of foreboding. What could have happened to make him leave
REGIS’ POVAs soon as I brief Neal on the next steps and precautionary measures we need to take to ensure Aria's safety, I rush out of my house towards the location I've been instructed to go. I can’t stop thinking about Adam’s findings about Tanya. It's baffling to witness such immaturity, driven by an inability to accept rejection. Dealing with someone so unpredictable and irrational is truly exasperating.What a psycho!I just hope she's not harming Aria. If I find out Aria's been hurt, I swear, I won't hold back.Why can't we just breathe and live peacefully? Another Sophia has to appear and complicate everything!As I speed towards the location, my phone rings—it's Adam. I recall all the times he's risked his life for Aria, getting wounded in the process. I can't risk putting him in danger by answering the call now. Adam is reckless and might mess up the entire operation with his impulsive actions, and I can't afford to put Aria's life at risk. I need to see the situation for myse
ARIA’S POVLydia’s tears dry up as she slowly turns away, ready to leave the hospital room. Her steps are hesitant, burdened by the weight of everything she’s confessed, and by the knowledge that she might be walking out of Ethan’s life forever. There’s a palpable sense of finality in the way she carries herself, like someone resigned to their fate.But just as her hand reaches the door, Ethan calls out her name.“Lydia.”Everyone freezes for a moment. Lydia stops in her tracks, her back still turned, and I can see the subtle rise and fall of her shoulders as she takes in what just happened. The room is tense, filled with emotions that swirl and collide like waves in a storm, but the sound of Ethan’s voice cuts through it all.“Who told you to leave?”He tells Lydia that he wants to give their relationship another chance.The words hang in the air, a shockwave that ripples through the room. I glance at Ethan’s parents, who stiffen at the unexpected declaration, but they remain silent,
ARIA’S POVAs soon as Ethan gazes at Lydia, her face crumples, tears welling up in her eyes, most likely because she knows she is about to lose him. The weight of everything she has done, both in the past and more recently, seems to crash down on her. Her vulnerability is unmistakable, and it’s clear that she fears this might be the end of whatever she and Ethan had built together in this strange in-between space where his memory had been absent.Ethan’s expression hardens as he processes the reality of the situation. He’s upset, and it's easy to see why. For weeks, months even, his parents had believed him to be lost, possibly dead, while Lydia kept him hidden from the people who loved him most. His emotions are a swirl of confusion, betrayal, and anger as he turns to Lydia, waiting for an explanation. The air between them grows thick with unspoken accusations, the kind that don’t need words to make their impact.Lydia’s sobs grow more frantic as she tries to defend herself, her voic
ARIA’S POV“I’m not here to take Ethan from you… We’re just best friends. Nothing more.”“What?”“It was just a charade at your engagement.”All of a sudden, the nurse informs us that Ethan has woken up. My heart races as I see the reaction from everyone around me. Without wasting a second, we all rush into his room. Ethan’s eyes are open, and the first thing he does is call out to his parents.There’s a moment of palpable relief as his mother and father rush to his side, elation lighting up their faces. They hold him close, their hands trembling with emotion, and for the first time in a long while, they seem to have a piece of peace back in their lives.But what stands out most is that Ethan doesn’t even look at Lydia. Not once. Her presence, once central to his confusion, seems to fade into the background. She stands near the door, frozen, her eyes glassy with unshed tears as she watches the reunion. I don’t know whether it’s fear, regret, or sadness that’s written on her face, but
ARIA’S POV“I’m not letting you take Ethan from me.”Lydia sits next to me, vulnerable in a way I’ve never seen before. She begins speaking softly, revealing her regrets and the reasons behind her actions. She admits that her past choices were driven by greed and a hunger for wealth, and that those choices led her to hurt Ethan and her ex-fiancé. She speaks of how, after fleeing to Arizona to escape the wreckage of her old life, she found Ethan on the shore, lost and helpless. In that moment, she says, she saw not the man she had wronged but someone she could help. Someone who needed her.It’s difficult to fully believe her, but something about her story rings true. The way she talks about Ethan and her past mistakes feels raw and genuine, not the calculated coldness I once associated with her. She explains that when Ethan didn’t remember anything—not his name, not his family, not even his old life—he still remembered her.“We’re meant to be together. Else, he wouldn’t have landed her
ARIA’S POVWe’re all seated in the waiting area of the hospital, the sterile smell and bright lights only adding to the tension. Ethan’s parents, sitting across from me, glance in my direction every so often, their frowns deepening as if my mere presence is an offense.It’s not the first time I’ve seen that look on their faces, and it probably won’t be the last. But what baffles me is how they’ve chosen to forget about Lydia entirely. She’s sitting in the corner of the room, arms folded, her face pale and tight with worry. I can’t tell if she’s genuinely concerned for Ethan or if this is all just another one of her well-rehearsed acts.I lean back in my chair, trying to process it all. At least the Mitchells had realized that their son had lost his memory before I even had the chance to explain. It was painfully obvious—his reaction when he saw them, the way his body gave out from the shock.He fainted because it was too much for him. Yet, here they are, acting like I’m the villain in
ARIA’S POVLydia seems to sense that she’s outnumbered. She glares at us for a moment, then steps aside, opening the door fully. We enter the house, the air thick with tension. I glance around, spotting the packed boxes in the corner. They were planning to leave, just as I suspected.I spot Ethan standing in the living room. He’s casually scrolling through his phone, but the second he looks up and sees me, there’s a flicker of recognition in his eyes. I hold my breath, waiting for some kind of reaction. But then, his parents step in behind me, and that’s when everything changes.Ethan freezes. His phone slips out of his hand and clatters onto the floor, but his gaze is locked on his parents. I can practically see the gears turning in his mind, as if something deep inside him is suddenly being unlocked. His face goes pale, and his eyes widen in shock.And then, just as quickly as it all hits him, Ethan stumbles back, clutching his head. He takes a few shaky steps before collapsing to t
ARIA’S POVI sit in my car, my eyes on the house as the night falls deeper. All the windows are dark, the curtains drawn, and not a single sign of movement inside. It’s almost midnight, and it doesn’t look like Lydia and Ethan are going anywhere tonight.Still, I can’t afford to take any risks. If I leave or let my guard down for even a second, who knows what they might do. Maybe they’ll sneak out in the early hours, slip away when no one is watching.But exhaustion is catching up to me. The rented car is spacious enough, well-equipped for a long night of waiting. I’ve pinned my location for the people I’ve summoned here—they’ll call when they’re close. I settle into the seat, finally allowing myself a moment to rest. There’s no harm in taking a quick nap while I wait.I drift off, my mind a swirl of thoughts and plans. Every scenario plays out in my head; confronting Lydia, pulling Ethan out of there, making sure he’s safe. It’s not peaceful sleep by any means, but it’s something.Ho
ARIA’S POVMy stomach churns with hunger, but the idea of stepping away from my spot, even for a moment, feels out of the question. I’ve been sitting here, fixated on the house, watching every movement behind those walls. It’s like Lydia and Ethan are carrying on with their perfect little life, while I’m stuck out here, trying to figure out what to do next.I have moved too far now to catch their conversation clearly, and their voices aren’t as loud as they were before. On top of that, before they notice me, I have to make sure I keep my distance.The sight of them earlier, packing boxes, moving around like they’re planning to skip town, is enough to make my blood boil. I can’t let that happen.I need to eat, I need to think, but there’s no way I can leave the area, not even for a second. They could take off, and I’d have no idea where they would go. If I lose track of them, it could be the last time I ever see Ethan. The thought alone makes my heart race.Then, I spot a kid in the di
ARIA’S POVI got the address and I head directly to the place to spy on Ethan and Lydia. My first step is to observe the surrounding and checking on their movements.“Aiden, love. Shall I keep this in the bag?”“Yes, baby.”She is addressing him as Aiden, and I roll my eyes in exasperation.As I watch from my hidden spot, I can barely contain the rage boiling inside me. Ethan, living a normal life with that deceitful witch, Lydia, like they’re some kind of perfect couple. How can he not see through her lies?My heart races, each second feeling like an eternity. She’s manipulating him, keeping him trapped in this farce, and it’s beyond infuriating. Ethan’s family has no idea he’s even alive, and meanwhile, he’s here, with her, under this disgusting illusion of love.But then something changes. I notice a flurry of activity at their house. Boxes. Bags. They’re packing up. My eyes narrow, and I feel a sudden rush of panic. This isn’t just spring cleaning or a casual weekend trip—they’re