KATIE’S POVWe walked through the double doors of Maya Schlitz theatre into the main hall. Well, it really couldn't be called a hall since seats were everywhere, surrounding a large stage."This place is huge," I told Zuhra, who was beside me. She paused what she was saying to her sister and nodded at me"Wait till you see the dance rooms in the studio section. I think I'll be able to show you around when the performance is over, right Jenna?"She turned back to her sister. Jenna was even taller than her, with the same rich brown skin, but she had red hair and grey eyes. She looked much older than Zuhra, too, like she was in her forties. Zuhra told me she was a dance teacher here, having not been able to make it to Broadway. I thought that was the driving force, pushing Zuhra to do what her sister could not.Jenna nodded; she hadn't said much since I'd been around her. "Alright, I'll catch you girls later," she told us. "They had a problem with the floorboards yesterday, and I want to
AUTHOR’S POV"Alright, that'll be all," the cameraman straightened. Blaze felt like he should have said that long ago; he had taken like a hundred pictures by now. It was almost like he wanted to make sure this day would be imprinted in their memories, which it would be anyway, especially since neither of his parents was in any of the pictures.That hurt. He could easily picture his mother wrapping her arm around him, a gentle smile that reached her eyes on her face as they posed for the camera. Then, throw a Maverick on Lily's side, and the wedding would be complete.Hunter ran up to him, breathing heavily. His first two buttons were already undone, and Blaze frowned slightly. That was not the typical groomsman look. He was supposed to maintain an unruffled appearance throughout the day. Or maybe he was just annoyed because he couldn't undo a few buttons of his suit."Lily's family wants to have a word with you. I think they want to give a toast," he said."I already met them," Blaze
AUTHOR’S POV"Tell me, why are you the only one getting all these messages?" Bill asked, staring at the message again. They were both seated now and had been for a while. Blaze had even called for a glass of wine. Blaze shrugged; he had wondered that same thing. "I may not be, though; perhaps my brother's got this too." There was no way for him to know that. Just like he didn't show or tell them about it, they could also decide to do the same if they had gotten any messages. He made a mental note to ask Axel about it. It would help to know if these messages were directed to them lnor only him specifically.Bill stood up. He had already agreed to track the number for him, and he didn't think that would be difficult, just like he had been able to track Blaze's caller. "Wait," Blaze said. It looked like Bill was preparing to leave. "when are you going to do this?""I don't think there's a rush. How about tomorrow?"Blaze shook his head. He had waited till the end of the wedding to ta
AUTHOR’S POVHe had just opened his car door when the driveway was flooded with light. He turned to see Axel standing in the doorway. "Off so soon?" He called, leaning against the balcony. Blaze's movement suddenly seemed unusual. First, he stayed back to talk to that strange man, and now he was running off at the start of his dinner. "I'll be back," Blaze called back. "Did Lily tell you to get me I'm there again?"Axel chuckled. "She didn't need to, and it's plain on her face that she was troubled. It's your wedding night, Blaze, and you should be with your bride.""if anyone tells me that again, I'll punch him in the face," Blaze muttered. He opened the door again, ready to drive off, when he remembered wanting to ask Axel something."Axel, did you get a message?""It's kinda hard to hear you from that distance," Axel said. He had a wicked grin as Blaze groaned and walked closer to him. It felt good to look down at Blaze from the balcony and have Blaze look up at him, too. "I got
KATIE’S POVAfter the weird call from Dorris saying something about the will, I headed back inside to find a Blue cake on the counter. It was out of the box so that I could see the pretty designs on it. We didn't sell cakes here, so this was definitely for someone. But who? I made my way in, noticing that the waiters and waitresses were putting up a few decorations on the windows. "Hey Katie, where have you been?" Olivia asked, rushing towards me. Before I could reply, she shoved the bottle of wine into my open hands. "Could you help me place that on the centre table?""What's going on?" I asked, but she was off already. My eyes darted towards the centre of the room, and there was a table decorated with a flowery print tablecloth, not the usual plain white with a blue diamond in between that we used. It felt like I just walked into a party."There is the birthday girl", someone squealed. I recognised her voice, it was Tasha. But I paid her no attention, turning to the door to see
KATIE’S POVI stared at her for a while, dumbfounded, as her words sank in repeatedly. Her eyes remained glued to mine, and I could tell she wanted an answer.But how?Zuhra was always a shoulder to lean on, but I never saw her more than a friend and a sister. Love wasn't something I was willing to try. Ever again."Are you serious?" I asked, my voice rising a little."Look, I know it sounds.. unusual, but I like you, Tessa. It feels so wonderful to be around you, and I never want that to end. Hell, I'd even like to be the mother of your child...""Okay, hold it up" I raised a hand to cut her short. I felt like the world was slipping from under my feet. "You're freaking out,” Zuhra sounded deflated. Well, who wouldn't?A woman with scars like mine would run a million miles away from anything with the letter L."Is that why you've been so nice to me? So that when you show your true intentions, I wouldn't be able to say no?" I asked, my voice breaking as my heart skipped a beat as I
AUTHOR’S POVBlaze stared at the device in his hands, a blue-cased disposable phone. In his other hand was the sim card that contained the number used to send him that message."You may leave," he told the servant who had brought it."Call me the head of staff," he added as the servant left the parlor where he was seated. He had expected to find the phone in someone's possession; perhaps he would have if he had come down here immediately after he saw where the tracking device led. But he had been too busy, attending to his company and trying to give Lily attention when his mind was preoccupied.It served him right that the servant had found the phone in the garden, spoilt by last night's rain. He was surprised he was still able to trace the sim card. Bill's friend knew his job."You called?" A soft voice spoke, and he looked up. Doris stood before him, hands clasped behind her as though waiting for an order."Who owns this?" He asked, waving the phone.Doris tried to keep the wince o
AUTHOR’S POV"What's this I hear about the truth of Dad's death?" Axel asked, stepping into the dining room. Blaze grunted over the phone. He sounded tired."Have they found the person who sent the message?" He asked "I knew it was you who put up this search. Everyone here is talking about the murder case bigger than they thought. Even the house is speaking."In every corridor where he found servants, they talked in hushed tones about how Katie was supposedly framed. It was annoying that Blaze believed that, all because of a message sent to him from an anonymous number. "Well, that's because this is bigger than any of us thought," Blaze countered."How?" Axel asked. It was pretty simple to him, even with how complex it was when the police were still investigating. He thought they had left that case behind them, and here Blaze was bringing it up again."It's not something I can explain over the phone," Blaze said. "Are you in the house?""Yes," Axel replied.Blaze was there earlier,