ARIA’S POVMy question doesn't seem to faze Sophia at all. Instead, she keeps running her mouth, accusing me of turning off the cameras beforehand. Her accusations are relentless, and her confidence in her lies is infuriating. How can she be so brazen, so sure of herself? It's almost as if she’s rehearsed this act a thousand times.“Perhaps because you were going to do something else while no one was at home?”In fact, she's the one who barged in and charged at me, despite my efforts to avoid a confrontation. Yet here she is, turning everything around and making it seem like I'm the aggressor. The sheer audacity of her actions is infuriating.Nonetheless her accusations, especially about the cameras, are a clever move. She’s trying to create doubt, to make it seem like I’m the one hiding something. It’s a manipulative tactic, designed to turn the suspicion back onto me. And it’s working—her calmness, her relentless talking, it’s all designed to make me look guilty.“How did you know n
ARIA’S POVAdam, as usual, does not care! Sophia’s pleas and words weigh more than mine, of course.“Okay, Sophia… I’ll stay.”Adam turns to me says that whatever I have to say can wait for later until Sophia is in a stable condition.His dismissiveness stings, and I feel my heart sink. How can he so easily brush aside my feelings and concerns? Anger and frustration bubble up inside me, but I swallow them down, knowing this isn’t the time or place. It’s just like before—my words, my emotions, always taking a backseat.Frankly speaking, I am upset seeing Adam taking Sophia’s side. All this time, I was right in thinking that he hasn't changed. His behavior towards me has only been for Grandpa's sake. The realization hits me hard, and it’s disheartening to see him prioritize Sophia's words over mine. It's as if every kind gesture, every moment that made me think he might care, was just an act. My heart aches, and frustration wells up inside me. I feel used, betrayed, and deeply hurt.How
ADAM’S POVI find it strange that Sophia keeps mentioning Aria’s baby, something that was discussed only among Grandpa, Aria, and me. How could she know? Then, Aria’s words come back to me, and the pieces start to fit together.“Don’t worry about me, Sophia. I’m not pregnant. I wonder where you got such news!”Indeed, who could have told Sophia about it? Perhaps this explains why she barged in and charged at Aria, just as Aria had mentioned earlier. Or, perhaps, could it be that Aria herself said it out of anger just to provoke Sophia? Maybe my Aria was feeling jealous and she just blurted something out at that time. But she isn’t pregnant, and I really don’t understand why Aria would say such a thing directly to Sophia, for Aria never lies. I can't shake off the unsettling feeling that something isn't right. Aria's honesty is unquestionable, and her words echo in my mind, leaving me perplexed. There's a knot of confusion and concern tightening in my chest as I try to piece together
ADAM’S POVI realize I have a spy in my house, which is a serious matter. From the start, we’ve treated our maids well and paid them generously. I was furious when I recently discovered that Aria had been treated like a maid. When I confronted the maids about it, they all bowed in silence, explaining that my mother had compelled them to mistreat Aria or risk being fired or having their salaries cut.I specifically instructed the maids to show respect to my wife when she returned, yet here is this maid crossing the line, having the audacity to be in cahoots with Sophia, who isn't even a member of our family. I swear, I am so mad and trying hard to control my anger, while Sophia keeps talking non-stop. Her voice grates on my nerves, adding to my frustration.“Our first baby, Adam… The baby you’ve always desired is gone because of her!”I guess this actress didn’t notice her phone and, worse, she didn't see that I had noticed the sender of the text message she just received.“Will you a
ARIA’S POVI am finally home with my dad and two brothers, who are overjoyed to have me back. They’re eager to know the details of my return, but I’m hesitant. If I reveal everything, they won’t spare Adam. So, I just told them I wasn’t feeling at ease and that I gave Grandpa a plausible excuse to stay here until his memory returns.We are all sitting in the living room and catching up, when Regis visit us. “Hi! What a pleasant surprise!”I am overjoyed when Regis arrives. His presence is like a breath of fresh air, a reminder of stability amidst the chaos. My family welcomes him warmly; they have known and trusted him for years, even longer than they’ve known me. His bond with my family adds to my sense of comfort and security, making me feel less alone in this turbulent time.“Shall we go to the study room to discuss?”I need to speak to Regis and I am sure he has a lot going on in his mind as well. “Sure.”I tell my brothers and Dad that we shall be back soon, and they nod in und
ARIA’S POVToday I have a meeting at the Wellington Enterprise and I am appalled when Clark proposes to show me around the company again when I get there.It sounds like Clark is finally unveiling some hidden treasures within Wellington Enterprises. This new wing might hold some exciting opportunities that are particularly relevant to my interests and expertise. It's a sign of recognition and trust that Clark is now revealing this part of the company to me.“We have a new project which I want to assign to you.”“Great!”Suddenly, another voice chips in, “Have I missed anything? Sorry to be late.”Ah, Adam! We haven't spoken since I left the hospital and his house, and his presence adds tension to the air. I suppress any signs of discomfort, not wanting to show weakness, especially with others around. Yet, deep down, I can't shake the unease his presence brings, especially considering the likelihood of us working together on Clark's new project.“You’re just in time. I’ve to introduce
ADAM’S POVJust when I thought the Sophia drama was finally behind me and I could find some peace, Clark introduces a new project at Wellington Enterprise with his partner, Nathan Wilson. The moment I laid eyes on Nathan, his striking features and prominent jawline caught my attention. This young, famous billionaire scientist was set to lead the new project.I was okay with it until he was introduced to us and got uncomfortably close to Aria. It seems like every time I try to win my wife back, another guy appears. Nathan and Aria clearly knew each other before I even knew this guy existed.Aria seemed so at ease with him, and my heart skipped a beat every time I saw them looking at each other or speaking together. They acted as if Clark and I didn't even exist. Clark was just as baffled as I was, but he couldn't intervene.Why does every man have to flirt with my wife in my presence? And Aria, she seems to let her guard down every time she's around them. Perhaps, I never really knew
ARIA’S POVWe all head to a fine-dining restaurant, and I am genuinely happy to be with Regis, Neal, and Nathan. They are such fun guys.It’s my first time here and I am already loving this place. The restaurant exudes elegance, with soft ambient lighting casting a warm glow over the tastefully decorated space. The gentle hum of conversation and the clinking of fine china create a sophisticated yet relaxed atmosphere.Plush seating and beautifully set tables add to the sense of luxury, while the aroma of gourmet cuisine tantalizes the senses. The staff is attentive and polite, making the experience even more amazing.Once we settle down, we engage in a more serious conversation. One thing I've noticed is that all these men are here with me, and I can't help but wonder why.“Why are you all here today?”Neal and Regis exchange glances, the tension lines on their faces betraying a mix of anxiety and unease. Neal’s eyes dart around nervously, his jaw clenched as if he's struggling with u
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