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SOPHIA**“How dare she?” Mom screams as she slams the door shut behind her. I winced at the sound. “How dare the both of them?” She whirls around to face me. “Your father has done so much to us, and we let it slide. But to think that he never even trusted us with his health?!”“But did you think leaving was the best thing to do?”Her eyes narrow. “Don’t tell me you thought of staying over there with those people!”I grimace. “Not with them, with Dad.”She scoffs. “He wasn’t acting like your father or my husband when he did a surgery without even telling us. And to think that she was there when he fainted? Do you know what that means?” I shake my head. “It means she's more involved in his life than we thought!”I know I should be angry at Dad, but I can't find it in myself, especially knowing he was in there fighting for his life. “But, Mom, don't you think leaving him makes them get even closer?”She slows down and rubs her hands through her head; she knows I made a valid point. “What'
SAVANNAHI'm seated in the car's back seat as they drive me home. My mind keeps drifting back to Dad and how he fell silent when Mom entered the room. It's almost as if he didn't want her to know he was talking to me. All I managed to get out of him was the introduction and how they kept looking at each other.I rub my thumb across my forehead and rest my head against the back of the seat. Dad asked me to leave and rest since Mom informed him I hadn't had time to take care of myself.FLASHBACKDad's face looks distant as if he's entirely elsewhere.I listen attentively as he explains the meeting between him and Mom. I smile when he mentions that she's his soulmate.Can you truly know someone is your soulmate from the moment you meet them?There's a gentle knock on the door, startling Dad from his thoughts. “Come in,” I say loudly as the door is pushed open, and Mom enters. Dad looks at her and blinks before turning his gaze toward me.She's wearing a yellow floor-length dress with he
DOMINICSavannah's mother, Elizabeth, gently rubs her hands with tears in her eyes while I sit opposite her.I've yet to receive a call from my investigator, and I'm dying to know what happened. I hear a wheel rolling, and the door swings open to see a nurse wheeling Mr. Knights in. “What happened to my daughter?”Miss Miller scowls at him. “What are you doing? You should be resting.”He glares at her. “Why is my daughter in the hospital?” She rolls her eyes and settles with rubbing the hair from Savannah’s face.He turns to me. “What happened to her?”I sigh. “I don't know. I was driving to the hospital to bring her clothes and food when a car sped past me. I thought it was someone in a rush, but according to the driver, the person purposely hit their car and drove off.”He clenches his fists. “You think it was intentional?”I nod. “That's my belief, and my investigators are currently doing their work. We will receive information soon.”He wheels closer to her and brushes her hair fro
THE LAST CHAPTER was uploaded by mistake, and it wasn't completed.I was trying to copy and paste it for editing when I mistakenly had it posted without knowing. I just checked and saw it published, so please bear with me.!I am editing and rewriting the entire chapter because that one was the draft, and it Is a mess.Please don't unlock it until tomorrow, when my editor accepts the edited version.But if you do unlock it by tomorrow, everything will be fine. Just delete the book from your library and add it back.Thank you!Sincerely yoursAuthor Blackangel
SAVANNAHThe room is filled with a tense silence as Mom glares at Dad. Dominic walks over to me and gently rubs my hands. “Are you okay?” he asks softly.I nod and lower my head. I never wanted him to find out about me like this.“Do you see what you have caused?!” Mom snaps at Dad. “You bring trouble to my daughter! Your wife couldn't wait; she had to barge in here!” Her body shakes with anger. “I should have known she can never change, and if I ever find out, Sebastian,” she warns dangerously, “if I ever find out that your wife and daughter had anything to do with my child's accident, you won't like me!”Dad raises his head and glares at her. “You think I wanted this to happen?!”“If you don't want it to happen, leave!” she screams. “Leave my child alone.” I look up to find Dominic staring at my parents with wide eyes. This is embarrassing.I pinch my nose and groan in frustration. “That's enough, Mom,” I say, pointing. “You don't need to blame Dad for what Becca did.”She looks at m
SAVANNAHAs I lay there in the hospital bed, the memories of the accident continue to flash through my mind. It was a terrifying experience, and the thought that someone might have intentionally targeted me sends shivers down my spine.I'm relieved to hear from the doctor that I seem physically okay, aside from the concussion and minor injuries. However, the emotional trauma of the incident lingers. I'm getting discharged today, and Dominic specifically told the doctor not to release me unless he's here, which leaves me wondering if he feels something more for me.Closing my eyes, I try to push away the fear and anxiety that have settled in my chest. I focus on the sounds of the hospital, the quiet hum of machinery, and the distant voices of nurses and patients. It's a reassuring backdrop that I'm alive and nothing's wrong with me.I know I'll need time to process what happened, and I can't help but wonder who would want to harm me. The mystery of it all weighs heavily on my mind as I
SAVANNAHThe sudden news about the driver's death sends a chill down my spine, and I exchange a worried glance with Chris. It's a shocking turn of events, and I can't help but feel a mix of confusion and fear.“What?” Chris exclaims, his face mirroring the shock I'm feeling. “How the heck did that happen?”Dominic's jaw clenches, and he sighs heavily. “The investigator didn't have all the details, but it seems like it was a hit; he was shot, and the driver didn't make it.”My mind races, trying to make sense of it all. “So, you're saying the person was killed after hitting me?” I ask, my voice trembling.Dominic nods grimly. “It appears that way.”I release a shaky breath. “That means the person who paid him doesn't want to be found. It could only mean they knew we were looking into the driver,” Chris says, running his hands through his hair.His words cause unease, and I slump on the bed, my mind racing with the possibility that I am a potential target.The question remains: Who would
DOMINICI'm driving Savannah home, and her head rests on the wheel with her eyes closed. I reach over to the console and hold her hands in mine. Her eyes flash to me, and she sends me a gentle smile.Her father's words keep playing, but I push them aside. Telling her how I feel is not an option.“What are you thinking about?” I look up to see her looking at me, her eyes blinking.“Just work,” I lie through my teeth. “And your health,” that's partially true.She nods, “I'm fine now.” She says as she rests her hands on my thigh. I look down, and she doesn’t even look like she knows that’s what she’s doing.“I know. Have you decided on the offer to take over the contract?” I ask, thinking it is another way I can have my eyes on her at all times.She nods, “I have.”“What did you decide?” I ask casually as if I'm not dying on the inside to know.“I'm going to accept.” Yes. I nod, trying to play it off, but I'm excited she chose this. It means I can monitor her safely when she's at the offi