Aria’s POV How I’m I alive? It’s not possible. I begin to question myself. There’s no way I would survive from that moment or experience. This must be some kind of dream my mind created to cope with that experience. I look down at my body and surprisingly enough, my parts are complete. So what happened? The door is sent open again and this time, Caleb is walking alongside the doctor as they rush to my front. “She’s finally awake doctor and she looks perfectly fine.” He says excitedly and I’m worried. Isn’t this the man who wanted to end my life before with my stand-in sister, Susan? The doctor approaches me and slowly touches my forehead. His palm was calm and gentle. I close my eyes. “Please, Inhale and exhale, Mrs, Flynn.” He mentions Caleb’s surname. That means I’m still married to Caleb. I did what he asked me to do. I inhale and exhale. His stethoscope was on my chest. He smiles. “Looking perfect.” He looks me in the eyes and back at Caleb who is biting his finger nerv
Aria’s POV I return back to my room and it took me everything I had within me not to rush towards her and lunge at her throat. How dare she show up here? What made her think she had the right to come here and even see me. “Ariiiiii!” her voice screech in my ear the moment she came in with Caleb to the room. It sounds like a pin being scratched on a glass surface. Before I could stop myself, I already found myself reacting. “Shut up bitch. You're being noisy.” The room was silent for a minute as Caleb stare at me in shock. Most likely for using such a harsh tone and words he had never heard me use but before I could say anything, Maira burst into the room. ‘Saved by the bell’ I mutter and focused on the rush of questions I was about to receive. Judging from how she gave Caleb an earful on the phone, she was most likely to pester me till I managed to convince her that I was ok. “Ariaaaa! Oh my goodness. How are you doing? What did the doctor say? Is everything ok? Are you in pain?
Aria’s POV I felt a chill getting worse and the water kept coming closer and closer until it was going to drown me. “I don't want to die please–” “Ari!” I hear a voice and look around. There was a faint light at the surface. “ARIA!” I jerk wide awake and suddenly I was not in the sea but on the hospital bed and drenched in my own sweat. What the fuck was with that nightmare. Drowning? “What the fuck Ari?! I thought you were dying. All the machines started beeping and you were screaming that you didn't want to die and shit. The fuck?” Dream and swear aside, if I didn't get something to purify my ears soon, the foul words going in would blow them up. “Could you please mind the way you curse Emily? I can't exactly have my ears purged in this state.” “What the hell are you even talking about? You just had a nightmare about you dying. That's it, I'm friggin calling the doctor and they'll place you on med–” Why was everyone in this life so noisy? I do not remember the Emily I met b
Susan’s POV I couldn’t shake the image of Aria’s reaction from my mind—the surprise, then that infuriating defiant glare. How dare she act as if my push hadn’t meant anything? I felt my heart race again, anger pounding in my temples. I couldn't believe I had underestimated her. I had never liked her defiance, the way she pushed back every time I tried to assert myself. That self-satisfied smile as she brushed herself off after my feeble attempt at an attack felt like a personal affront. How could I allow her to mock me like that? I felt a surge of rage welling up inside me, and I leaned in closer to the mirror, my reflection mirroring the storm brewing within. “I’m going to ruin you, Aria,” I whispered fiercely to myself. “You will wish you never crossed me.” Aria’s POV “Watch your step sweetie. I don't want you tripping over these stairs.” Heaven knew I wanted to badly swat Caleb’s hand from my waist but the last thing I needed was another one of his suspicious stares. He and Su
Aria’s POV Immediately we got to the venue, Maira began running around, getting the makeup artists and dressers to assemble. She was armed and prepped like someone who had been waiting for this moment for a long time. To her, today was the day of my big photoshoot at Fox magazine—and from the flashbacks I recall last night, it seemed that in this lifetime, it was the place I had dreamed of working ever since I got interested in fashion. The bright lights in the studio and the sound of heels clicking on the floor felt like music, making me feel both excited and nervous at the same time. When they arrived, the attendants did not waste any time. I finish up and I rush to find Maira who was always full of energy. “Hi, Aria!” she call out, her face lighting up when she saw me. “You look great today with your makeupppp! Emily would kill to be here but too bad, I get to see all the goodies.” “Thank you! I can’t wait to see the dresses,” I reply, my heart racing with anticipation. The l
Aria’s POV I drop my keys at the table and looked at the stairs. Contemplating going upstairs or just relaxing on the couch. I decide against it and instead went upstairs. I pass Caleb’s room and was about to go into mine when I heard voices and opened the door to peek in. I was immediately greeted with the sight of Susan ‘affectionately’ massaging Caleb’s back and might I add, she seemed to be really getting into it. All of a sudden, a rush of rage hit me so hard that I found it hard to breathe. I close my eyes and chuckled which alerted them to my presence. I stare at Susan and she didn’t look that bad apart from her robust breasts. She has dark brown skin, long lashes, a round face, black eyes, and a warm skin tone. I bite my lips as I remember those very hateful words coming back to me like it was yesterday. “Sorry, dear sister. It’s time you disappear.” The audacity it took her to say those words to me and still come here to meet me in the hospital. “Ohh, thank goodness, Ar
Aria’s POV A WEEK LATER I push the thoughts of what had happened with Susan and decided to move on with my plans. Both my parents hadn't called or visited so I wasn't bothered so much about them. Caleb had gotten even more and more suspicious and sometimes, I woke up to find him watching me from my door with a creepy look in his eyes. “Talk about being fucked up.” I mutter to myself as I waited for the makeup artist. I took in a deep breath as I told myself to calm down and observe Maira converse with the guests. She had this aura which shone around her and made people gravitate towards her. She was so excited about the shoot as well. It was for ‘Rouge’ after all and she spent all week sitting and planning while I kept hitting the gym to keep healthy and fit. Soon enough, the stylists were done and I was placed in the “Denim” category. The photographer for the shoot, Julia Ray was known for her dislike for models like “me”. Apparently, in this life, I had the reputation of being a
Aria’s POV After a long day of standing in front of the camera, I was relieved to step outside into the cool evening air. Maira had left earlier with one of them and I quote “handsome male staff.” Not that I could blame her. She was still in that phase. I, however, was worn out and more than willing to go home. I walked to my car and notice that the bright lights had felt blinding, and the smiles I forced felt fake at this point. “Gosh, Julia made me smile and take so many photos. It was as if she was obsessed.” I murmur to myself as I climb into my car, my hands trembling slightly as I turn the key in the ignition. Just as the engine started, my phone buzzed. The name on the screen was unfamiliar. With a deep breath, I answered. “Hello?” “Aria,” a calm but unsettling voice says. “You have a meeting tomorrow. At the park. Don’t be late. Or there will be... consequences.” My stomach twisted. “Who are you?” There was silence, then the line went dead. I sank back into my seat, my h