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Evelyn’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the car, I barely had time to blink before I saw it his car, speeding straight towards me like a nightmare crashing into reality.I froze. For a split second, I thought he would stop. That he would see me. He didn’t.The impact hit me like a thunderclap, and the next thing I knew, I was slammed onto the cold, unforgiving ground. Pain exploded in my head as it cracked against the pavement. My vision blurred, the world spinning into darkness.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t even lift my hand.Was this it? Was this how he showed how much he hated me?Did Louis really despise me so much that he chose to run me over like I was nothing?Before my mind could even catch up, I heard hurried footsteps approaching, felt hands on me panicked, desperate."Get away from her!"Samuel's voice tore through the chaos.I blinked through the haze just in time to see him shove Louis away like he was protecting me from a monster."Let me go! Don’t you dare touch her she’
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Louis' POV"What are you doing here, Erica?" My voice cracked, a trembling whisper slipping from my lips as I stared at her standing there, smug and unapologetic.She smirked, like she owned the moment. Like she owned me."You brought me here," she said, her voice dripping with mock innocence. "Or have you forgotten already? Yesterday, you told me how much you loved me, how you didn't want me to leave. So what’s with the cold act now, huh? What changed?" Her voice climbed, breaking, her eyes glistening with the threat of tears she refused to let fall.I shook my head, my heart hammering against my ribs in a sick, chaotic rhythm. "Just... leave, Erica," I said, my tone rough. "It was a mistake. You need to take care of it. I don’t want any problems showing up later in my life because of this. Got it?"I turned to leave, desperate to escape the disaster I had created, but her hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin like tiny claws."You’re seriously just gonna
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Louis' POVI signed the papers.The pen in my hand felt heavier than it should have like it was pressing the weight of the entire world onto me. My heart screamed at me to stop, to think, but my hand moved on autopilot, numb, detached from everything I thought I knew.I would have done anything for her. Anything.But not this.Not something I would spend the rest of my life regretting.“I can’t do this!” I shouted, the words ripping from my throat before I could stop them. In a wild burst of anger, I tore the paper in half, the sound splitting the tense air like a thunderclap.“We’ll make this work!” I said, trying begging to find some spark of hope, a desperate smile pulling at my lips. But she wasn’t smiling. She looked like she wanted to claw my eyes out. Hatred practically rolled off her in waves.Her hands flew over her phone screen, her jaw tight. She shoved it in my face."I'm done! Why don't you get it? There was nothing between us at the start, and there’s still nothing no
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Evelyn's POVMy feet slammed against the floor as I paced back and forth across the living room, arms locked stiffly behind my back, my chest tight with worry I couldn’t shake off no matter how much I told myself to stop.Every few steps, I turned sharply on my heel, casting anxious glances at the door. He still wasn’t back.And the worst part?I hated that I was this worried.Because if the tables were turned, if it were me out there, he wouldn’t even bat an eye. He wouldn’t even care.So what was my deal? Why was my heart clawing at my ribs like this?I tried to shake it off, forcing myself upstairs and flopping down on my bed, but the second my body touched the mattress, I was twisting and turning, tangled in the sheets, my mind racing with a thousand horrible scenarios.It was unbearable.I shot up again, unable to stay still.ThenMy phone buzzed, cutting sharply through the noise of my thoughts.I snatched it up without thinking.The screen lit up with an unknown number, but I k
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Lious' POVThe right thing to do—the obvious, logical thing—was to get the police involved.But then again… that would be the beginning of the end, wouldn’t it?A scandal could destroy me.It wasn’t just my name or reputation on the line—it was everything I’d built. My position at the company, my influence, my image. And with enemies lurking in every shadow, especially my own brother who’s been waiting like a vulture to swoop in, this would be the perfect excuse he’s been praying for.He doesn’t know yet, not about Evelyn or about the mess my marriage has become. But he will. They always find out.I clenched my jaw as I read the note Evelyn shoved at me. I didn't even process the words. My mind was clouded, pacing circles around everything but the paper in front of me.“No, I don't remember his face,” I said blandly, barely able to look at her.“Alright, let’s leave.” The words left my mouth before I could think them through. I didn’t wait for her response. Didn’t want to look into he
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Evelyn's POV My phone slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a loud, sickening thud.That sound… it echoed like a gunshot in the silence.His head snapped toward me, his eyes locking onto mine, and for a second just a second I saw concern flicker there. But I wasn’t going to wait around for whatever came next. My instincts screamed louder than reason. I turned and ran my legs carrying me faster than my mind could catch up straight into my room. The door slammed behind me, and I twisted the lock with shaking fingers, my breath ragged.Then came the banging.“Open the damn door!” he roared from the other side. The door rattled with each pound of his fist. “Open it now or I swear I’ll break it down!”I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I crumbled onto the bed like a broken doll, face buried in the sheets as my chest heaved with quiet sobs. I wanted to disappear. Just vanish.What was I thinking? What did I expect some kind of miracle? That he’d come like a knight and save me, wrap his
