ARIA’S POVAfter leaving the café that day, I feel a whirlwind of emotions. My encounter with Adam has left me unsettled. When the anger in me subsides, I finally decide it’s time to be honest about my past.“He’s my ex-husband. I feel bad for not telling you before and I didn’t know he would be here.”Taking a deep breath, I finally tell Tony about my divorce from Adam. I apologize for not sharing this with him sooner and brace myself for his reaction, uncertain of how he will take the news. My heart pounds as I watch his face for any sign of disappointment or shock.To my surprise, Tony remains calm and composed, his expression unchanged. He simply nods, his eyes filled with understanding and compassion, making me feel a sense of relief and gratitude.“I don’t care about your past. I love you with my heart.”He simply says that what happened in the past stayed in the past and assures me that he loves only me.This declaration catches me off guard. It's the first time Tony has said h
ARIA’S POVAnother day, yet another date. I can’t recall going on dates like this and I am loving each and every moment of it.This time, Tony and I are at a fine-dining restaurant, enjoying the elegance of the evening. The ambiance is perfect, with soft music playing and candlelight casting a warm glow over the table. For once, I feel relaxed and happy, savoring the moment with Tony.Out of nowhere, chaos erupts. Tania, wild-eyed and furious, storms into the restaurant, her voice shrill and filled with venom. She brandishes a knife, charging at me with an intensity that sends a chill down my spine."You slut! I’ll kill you! You had Regis, and now you’re dating another guy? Fucking slut!"The restaurant falls silent, and all eyes turn towards us. Panic grips me as I see Tania’s crazed expression and the gleam of the knife. But before I can react, Tony steps in front of me, shielding me with his body. Tania lunges, and the next few seconds feel like an eternity.Tony takes the brunt of
ARIA’S POVTony is fine and quickly discharged from the hospital. The doctors assure me that his wound is not severe, and he can go home to rest. Relieved, I help him to the car, feeling a mixture of gratitude and guilt. I feel an overwhelming sense of guilt, as if I've put his life in danger, just as I did for Stella, Adam, and Regis in some inexplicable way.Tania's attack has landed her back in jail, and this time, she won’t be able to post bail. There’s a sense of justice served, but the incident has left a lasting impact on me.Although it's a small victory, but at least is a significant one.As I drive Tony back to his house, I can't help but feel a deep sense of appreciation for his bravery and the air is filled with a sense of calm. Tony leans back in his seat, looking out the window."Thank you for everything."His voice is sincere and soft. I smile at him, grateful for his presence in my life."I'll visit you soon."I promise, while trying to keep my voice steady despite the
ARIA’S POVAs I scroll through the TikTok feed and come across a video of the incident. In this video, the narrator is describing what has been captured while he was at the restaurant that day; Tania’s wild-eyed fury as she charges at me with a knife, screaming incoherent accusations. Tony steps in front of me, shielding me from the attack, and the security quickly subdues Tania.The video is shaky, clearly filmed by the TikToker, but the chaos is evident. The slashing of the arm and blood oozing out of Tony’s arm has not been blurred and this incident is laid bare to anyone on social media.These days, people seem ready to capture any moment on their phones, no matter how private or sensitive, and then quickly upload it to social media for the world to see, not bothered about the person’s reputation or emotions.As I watch, I notice the comments section filling up rapidly. One of the early comments catches my eye; “Wow, that boyfriend is really nice to protect his girlfriend.”It’s a
ARIA’S POVWhen I get home, the first thing I do is check the video and the comments again.“She’s not even pretty! Tony deserves so much better.”“Why didn’t she do anything to protect herself or at least not let him get hurt? So useless!”“This is disgusting. Tony is way out of her league.”“How dare that plain Jane think she’s good enough for Tony!”Each comment feels like a punch to my gut, a painful reminder of what I used to hear when I was married to Adam. It’s as if nothing has changed, as if I’m forever trapped in a cycle of not being enough.I sit on the edge of my bed, scrolling through the comments, feeling the weight of their judgement bearing down on me. The problem with social media is that once someone lights the fire, it spreads like a wildfire, and it's nearly impossible to put out the flames or may take some time.In my case, it may take longer.“Tony deserves someone better.”“She’s just using him for his fame.”One comment reads, while another claims. The words bl
ARIA’S POVIt seems that Tony’s revelation has made things worst. When Tony tags me in the photo, it doesn't take long for people to figure out who I am. They recognize me as Neal’s sister and the CEO of Jackson Paragon. Despite Tony’s plea for his fans to stop their harsh comments, the controversy still impacts our stock market value. It feels like my entire world is under a magnifying glass, every move scrutinized.Soon, it’s not just Tony’s fans who are noticing. The media and general public start digging into my past. My marriage with Adam resurfaces, and rumors begin to swirl again about how I supposedly climbed my way up the corporate ladder through less-than-ethical means. The frustration is overwhelming, and I feel like I’m being suffocated by the weight of public opinion.Nonetheless, in the midst of this chaos, Adam’s company releases a statement defending me. They clarify that our marriage ended amicably and affirm that I was an excellent worker during my time with them. Sh
ARIA’S POVLying in bed, I feel a mix of exhaustion and hope washing over me. The weight of the day presses down on me, yet the thought of Tony by my side provides a comforting reassurance. The journey ahead is bound to be challenging, but knowing that we are in this together makes me feel more equipped to handle whatever comes our way. I close my eyes, allowing a sense of renewed determination to fill me. As I drift off to sleep, I embrace the hope that tomorrow will bring strength and resilience.Nevertheless, I finally feel at ease, the turbulence of the past days settling into a calm acceptance. Yet, a sense of impending dread lingers as the court date for Tania approaches. The uncertainty of what lies ahead weighs heavily on my mind, casting a shadow over the fragile peace I've found.The day has finally arrived when I shall seek justice once again. In the courtroom, I take the stand and testify as a witness. I carefully narrate each and every detail to the court, emphasizing tha
ARIA’S POVThe courtroom scene still lingers in my mind as I leave the courthouse. Tania's menacing words echo in my ears, but I push them aside as Adam approaches me with an urgent look. I am a bit impatient, but I decide to hear him out.We step away from the bustling crowd, and Adam’s expression grows even more serious. He begins, his tone grave."I’ve found something you need to know about Tony."I feel a surge of irritation. I don’t want to hear anything that might ruin the fragile peace I’ve just begun to rebuild. But Adam's concern looks genuine, so I nod for him to continue.Adam pulls out his phone and shows me a series of documents and photos.“Tony was a scammer before he became a model. He used his looks to scam money from rich old widows.”I glance at the so-called evidence coldly. It’s a collection of emails, text messages, and photos showing Tony with various women. My mind refuses to accept it, perhaps because it’s coming from Adam, who has always doubted me in the pas