Antonia’s pov.I’m beginning to hate the sight of hospitals.I’ve never had anything against hospitals but each time I've been in the four walls of a hospital something bad seems to happen. I either get to find out what I don't want to or become a victim of some hostage situation.As the thought cro
He shaved it right down, almost close to the scalp.It feels like I'm staring at a new person and though he’s the same man that commands the attention of many once he walks into a room, the gaze on his face and the change in his appearance has added something soft to him.Malachi doesn’t look like h
“What is HE doing here?”Bridget is immediately on her feet and staring daggers at Malachi. I would ask the same question if I wasn't feeling the weight of his stare on me. It’s unsettling because for the first time, I'm not sure what Malachi means by staring at me like that. And was I really seri
“You should have a men's line, Antonia.”Oh god.“I remember seeing one of your designs. It was a long time ago, but it was of male silhouettes and I remember thinking “that would look great”. I’m… so.. It took so long for me to remember”The emotion that races through me is like electricity, just n
“You shouldn’t have done that.”The elevator feels incredibly silent though a soft melody is currently wafting through the air. I want to pick another fight with Malachi but his tone and the current situation stops me from doing so. My voice is a low rasp as I ask, “Who is he?”Malachi’s voice is s
“Antonia!”I hit the floor immediately.My blood is racing through my veins like a dam has been opened. My heart is thumping hard in my chest.My legs gave out from beneath me. They fucking went weak.Malachi’s cologne wraps around me again but this time I'm aware of it. I push him away, except push
Bridget leads us to a lunch room on the main floor.Guards are standing outside the door, keeping a watch on Malachi and keeping intruders from coming in. Bridget was busy speaking to the head doctor of the hospital so we could get a space to speak privately, while I was busy staring into Malachi’s
I open the cap on the wipes and pull out five sheets. Their antiseptic smell wafts into my nose and I let it soothe me.“Hands first.”Malachi places his free hand between us, and I clean it. I distract myself with my thoughts because I have to.Why is he acting so different?He’s not his usual self