My head gives a little spin and I reach out for a wall instinctively, fighting the lightheadedness that creeps up on me. I refuse to look weak in front of Malachi’s father.He has a newborn now, so what? It’s not my problem. It’s no use for me to start feeling dizzy about it. I could walk away from
Hello dearest reader (✿◡‿◡) I hope you're doing very well. I hope you've had a nice beginning of the month, and if you haven't, i'm sure it'll get better.This note is to say thank you for reading this far. I know the last few chapters might be wonky on the pacing, but i will fix it and improve on i
Ian jumps in his seat as I get into the car. I slam the door like a demon and the devil are chasing me. His eyes meet mine and I see them taking in every panic-filled detail they can, before he sees too much or Malachi decides to come after me, I give one order, “Drive.”Ian hits the accelerator li
There’s silence, but I know I heard Bridget’s voice just now, and then that whimper… she couldn’t have made that sound for nothing.Someone is probably with her right now, preventing her from speaking to me and telling me what’s wrong. A voice comes out from the other end, “I should kill her.”My wo
Bridget’s pov.“I’ll never tell you where she’s going.”My face still hurts from the force of the slap I received, but I know that face wears a fierce look on it too and I'm proud. It’s time someone stood up to this man-sized bully, and if that person has to be me then so be it.Malachi Finn’s voice
Malachi’s pov.I’m starting to get really annoyed by all of this.Tieran’s presence here is like an itch. A very irritating itch, but the more irritating thing is that i know why he’s here. He’s not here for Antonia’s annoying friend. He’s here because Antonia has asked him to be here.“I’ll hand he
Antonia’s pov.The wait in the car for Tieran’s call to come in feels like forever, and though time is ticking away i am not going in there without at least knowing Bridget is okay. I’m still quite early to the hall, “We’ve been waiting here for the past one hour.”I shoot Ian as menacing a glare as
“Do you mind telling me why the Senator is asking for you?”I don’t realise the officer is speaking until he turns his head to look at me. Nervousness is making me trip on this dress, and i didn’t consider how hard it would be to walk in it, only that it was pretty and it would look good on me.“Or