ARIA’S POVIs Adam on drugs or something? Didn't Grandpa already find out that we're divorced? So why is he suddenly asking me to pretend we're still married? I'm feeling a mix of disbelief and frustration. It's like the ground beneath me has shifted, and I'm struggling to make sense of what's happening.“Do you even know what are you saying and asking me, Adam?”“Yes, Aria. I know very well what I’m asking you.”I stay silent, waiting to hear more of what he has to say. After a few seconds, he hits me with the most astonishing explanation.The revelation hits me like a ton of bricks. I'm stunned, trying to wrap my head around the implications of Grandpa's partial memory loss. The fact that he's forgotten about the divorce adds another layer of complexity to an already bewildering situation.“How is this possible?”I am still trying to recover from the news and Adam keeps going on.“He has gotten a deep shock. I believe perhaps deep inside he is in denial and hence his mind is jumble
ADAM’S POVFinally, Aria agrees, and a surge of hope floods my heart. This time, if she comes back, I vow to never let her go again. I'll go to any lengths to mend our broken relationship. The wait has been agonizing, but I believe my patience will soon be rewarded. As much as I am pained by Grandpa's state, I see it as a blessing in disguise, a chance to reconcile with Aria and rebuild what we once had.My family doctor visits me, and at first, he checks my report and reads the progress on the log, reassuring me that I am fine.“You should be out soon. You recovered quickly from the trauma.” At least I have some good news today. But why is my doctor looking at me like that, as if he has something important to disclose?“Is something the matter, doctor?”“Actually, I’m here to talk to you about something important.”My heart skips a beat—Grandpa! It must be about Grandpa.“Is Grandpa alright?”“Don’t worry about him. He is alright now. Um…”He tries to comfort me about Grandpa, but t
ARIA’S POVI'm busy packing with a heavy heart, my emotions in turmoil. It's only because of Grandpa that I'm willing to go through with this. Just then, Mario calls me to share his findings.I listen intently as Mario dives into the details of his findings. His voice is steady, but the weight of his words fills me with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. He explains each point meticulously, unraveling a web of information that paints a clearer picture of what's been happening behind the scenes.Every revelation, every piece of evidence he shares, adding to my growing understanding of the situation. My mind races as I try to absorb it all, feeling a complex blend of anger, betrayal, and determination.“She paid these guys to tamper with the brakes, Miss Cook. Shouldn’t we press charges?”Well, to press charges is a great idea, but at the same time, this matter is so sensitive that I don't intend on taking a wrong step.“Okay, Mario. Thanks for informing me, but wait for some time and I
ARIA’S POVSuddenly, the door bursts open. My brothers, Neal and Nathan, accompanied by my dad, storm into my room with a sense of urgency. Their faces are etched with concern, mirroring the worry in their eyes as they hurriedly approach me.Neal's hand clutches mine tightly, while Nathan's brows furrow with anxiety and they speak in unison.“Aria! Are you okay, my little sister?”Thereafter, my dad's voice trembles slightly as he asks if I'm okay, his fear for my well-being palpable in the air. Their presence fills me with a rush of emotions—gratitude for their concern, relief at their arrival, but also a pang of guilt for causing them worry.“I’m fine…”I'm engulfed in their embrace, feeling overwhelmed as I realize I've narrowly escaped death. The warmth of their arms around me offers a sense of safety and comfort, grounding me in the reality of the moment. In their embrace, I find solace, gratitude, and an overwhelming sense of relief.“I know who did this to you!”Neal's anger is
ARIA’S POVFinally, I move back to the Millers' residence. I'm welcomed by all the maids who used to look down on me and treat me as if I were inferior. This time, they bow and don't even dare to look me in the eyes.It's strange how people can change when they know about your status or how the man of the house treats you. Their sudden shift in behavior is a big reminder of the fickle nature of respect and the impact of perceived power and status.As I step inside, memories of the past flood my mind; the ill-treatment, the taunts, the pain, and the humiliation that have scarred me mentally and physically over the years. Every corner of the house seems to echo with the ghosts of those bitter experiences, reminding me of the struggles I've endured.“Welcome back, Aria.”Adam's husky voice pulls me back to the present. He looks much better now that he's been discharged from the hospital. Seeing him like this brings a wave of relief, and the guilt that's been weighing on my heart dissipat
SOPHIA’S POVI'm flooded with a mix of disbelief, frustration, and resentment. How could this situation have unfolded? First, Adam displaces me from the guest room to accommodate Aria, a move that already stung my pride.Then, he orchestrates the removal of Eva and Elodie, effectively clearing the way for Aria to take center stage in our lives.Adam has only informed me that after what happened to Grandpa because of me, I should move out of his residence as soon as possible. That wrinkly had to lose his memory just when I had revealed crucial information about Aria and Adam’s divorce! Only this part got erased from his shit memory.Adam has decided to bring this scum in his house to take care of him. But what I don’t understand is why Eva and Elodie have been moved out as well. Mother and daughter are unreachable and the suspense is killing me.PING!!!“Miss… You won’t believe this! Aria is back and she’s pregnant with Adam Sir’s child.”What the heck?! It’s a text from the maid I hav
ARIA’S POVI am in the library, engrossed in one of my favorite books, when Regis bursts in. His face is flushed, and it's clear something has happened.“Aria… Why have you moved back in here?”Regis’ question baffles me. I had completely forgotten about the last time he confessed his feelings for me, and I hadn't responded. Regis seems panic-stricken. I can see how worried he is, thinking that I’ve patched things up with Adam.“Calm down, Regis. Have a seat first and let’s talk about it.”Regis does as told, but he looks so impatient. I begin narrating the whole incident to him; how Adam risked his life to save mine after the business dinner party, Adam ending up being unconscious and then Sophia coming to visit when Grandpa was with Adam. I emphasize on the fact that Sophia is the cause for Grandpa’s condition.“Saving you is one thing, but you coming back to this house is another.”Regis is right, but I am sure when I explain everything to him, he will understand. I take a deep bre
ARIA’S POVEverything has been pretty calm at Adam’s residence. Grandpa’s condition remains the same, but he continues to pamper me with his sweet words and affection. Without Sophia, Elodie, or Eva around, I feel more at ease in the house.I've settled into a routine, and every morning before I leave for work, I reassure Grandpa that everything is going well and that I enjoy my job. He seems to have forgotten that I no longer work at Adam’s firm, so Adam and I maintain the façade by leaving together each day.Despite this, I miss driving my own car and hate the daily car rides with Adam. I feel that we are getting closer than before, and it’s quite disturbing. The proximity brings back memories and emotions I thought I had buried. Each ride feels like a test of my resolve, making it harder to maintain the distance I need from him.A day ago, the seat belt got stuck, and I couldn’t pull it. To my astonishment, Adam leaned in close, grabbing the seat belt from behind me. He managed to