SHAWNA“Do you think it's a good idea to tell Damien? You talked about how much he was into her that day, do you think he'll read meaning into this?" Liam asked.The call disconnected, meaning Damien wasn't answering it at all. Maybe he's busy or something.“You think that? Well, I want to let him know now so he won't be blackmailed by her in the future. I don't think I'll forgive myself if I let this slide without letting him know about it." I replied as I dialed his number again.I thought about texting him about what I wanted to tell him, but it wouldn't be as effective as telling him on the phone.“I still think you shouldn't tell him though, I just have an inkling that it won't go the normal way,” Liam said.“But I won't still let Stacey manipulate him, I've done my part once I tell him about it. I still want to tell him.” I said stubbornly."I was just saying, you're free to do anything you like." He shrugged.Just as I was about to put another call through to Damien, a call cam
SHAWNAMy mouth hung open in shock, the phone in my hand about to fall off with how loose it was. Stacey just insinuated that she was the one who took Billy.I jolted back to reality as someone tapped me, it was Liam.“Who was that? Is it about Billy?" He asked me, looking at my phone and then my face.“Stacey, it was Stacey. She has them. She's with Billy, she took him.” I said breathlessly."What the fuck? How's she that fast?” He asked me, his eyes widening in shock.“I guess she has been watching all our moves, she must have been tracking us," I mumbled, my head reeling with a lot of thoughts.“That's just the most reasonable explanation for this right now, she's so proactive. What do we do now? Did she say anything else? Maybe something you can do to get Billy back?” Liam asked."She said I shouldn't tell Damien about the shares issues,” I stated. That lady is something else. It seems she's almost as crazy as Eugene because I don't think there's anyone as crazy as Eugene at this
SHAWNAStacey gasped immediately when she saw Damien come out of the car, and she threw a subtle glare in my direction.“You betrayed me, you said you weren't going to call Damien. He's here now." Her eyes looked like she was thinking of a lot of things at the moment.It seems she just realized that it's over for her already and she already lost on both ends as what she's trying to prevent just showed up before us.“How about you just relax and watch this play out?" I asked her with a coy smile on my face.Damien got to us with his eyes trained on Stacey. He glared hard at her before he looked at me. His eyes swept me over as though he was trying to see if I was physically okay.“I thought you've changed, Stacey. I thought you were just back in the country to make amends like you said. Why are you going around destroying people's happiness again?" Damien asked her immediately after he got there.“Wh- I can explain.” She stuttered."Explain what? Explain how you kidnapped an innocent c
SHAWNATo say that I was shocked would be an understatement, my mouth hung open in shock as the phone was about to fall from my hand, I was that shocked.Eugehe breaking out of prison just means a lot of problems, I honestly don't understand why everything has to keep going south.“What happened? Are you okay?" I jolted back to reality when someone tapped me, It was Damien. He had a frown on his face as he tried to read my facial expression.“Eugene is gone, she broke out of prison and they don't know where she is," I said, my voice still sounding shocked.“What the actual fuck?” He cussed.A sound came from the phone and I looked down to see that the call was still going on, I never ended the call.“Ma'am, are you with me?" The person who just called said.“I am, how did she go missing? What has been done to fish her out of her hiding place right now." I asked her."We're doing everything in our power to get her, we've not seen her, but we're working actively on it.” She answered."Y
STACEYI parked my car at the warehouse that's so secretive that no one would have suspected that the warehouse was there.“Stupid Shawna, she thinks she's so smart and she has done something significant by sending me off," I mumbled under my breath as I got out of my car.“I'm going to deal with her, she'll regret ever crossing paths with me. She'd be the one pleading with me as I deal with her ruthlessly.” I added.Anger like never before gripped my entire form, I just wanted to kill her already. I've been watching them for years, I watched when they were married for years.I just stood by the sidelines watching. I knew then that Damien didn't like her, I know him so well that I know him when he's in love.That's just the main reason I didn't bother about their union at all, I know she has nothing on him.But when I saw that they were getting closer than normal, I watched and I realized that it seemed Damien had fallen in love with her. He can't love her, he's mine and mine alone.I
KYLEI wiped away the blood on my nose, glaring hard at Damien. He was still breathing heavily like I was too. I dusted off the dirt on me before looking at both of them.“I'll do my research and get back to you two, also let me know once you find anything. I'm leaving now.” I said as I walked away from them."You better pray that we don't find out that you have a hand in her disappearance,” Damien said, still sounding so mad.All I did was look back and give him a pointed look before going out to where I parked my car. I'm not even shocked that he jumped right to a conclusion when he saw me. It would look like that to anyone.I was being truthful when I said that I had no idea of her disappearance. But I do have an idea of who would have helped her escape.It can only be Stacey, she's the one who can do this. I dialed her number immediately after I got into the car. She didn't answer the call at first but she did anyway.“Someone finally remembered that he brought someone into the co
SHAWNAWe left the station too almost immediately after Kyle left. Damien still looks like he's raging with anger.“You have to calm down, I think he's innocent," I told him as I entered the car. He started the car before talking.“You're talking this way because you don't know him. I know Kyle more than you do and I know the things he's capable of doing. Kyle is not just a liar, he's also pretentious." He said."I understand your perspective, but I just have an inkling that he doesn't know about Eugene's disappearance. Let's just hope he gets back to us when he gets something on his end.” I said."I hope so too." He mumbled, keeping his eyes on the road.I just want to believe that she hasn't gone far and they doublecrossed her in no time.Eugene running out of prison is going to be messy for me. What if she teams up with Stacey? Or what if Stacey was the person who helped her escape?That just makes sense, but at the same time, I don't think she's that smart. She doesn't look like s
SHAWNA“What? What do you mean by she has been poisoned? Do you mean food poisoning that has to do with food processing and not one that's intentional?” I asked him."I mean the literal one and the poison is not curable. We need an antidote for it. I honestly wonder how the substance got into her bloodstream, it's too deadly for her little age.”It for like my entire world was about to come to an end, my eyes were spinning and my legs were so weak that it looked like I'd fall anytime soon.I could barely see through my blurry eyes, I zoned out completely as different thoughts started running in. I just don't know what to think right now, but the thought of something that deadly in my baby's system makes me want to do a lot of things.“Shawna?" Someone shook me, bringing me out of that reverie. My mother was the one who shook me, we came here together while grandfather stayed back with Billy and Jasper.“You mean to say that the poison is so deadly that we need an antidote. Then get th
PHOEBERichard didn’t react at first. He just stared at me like he was trying to read my thoughts.“I’m sorry for coming unannounced. I just… I really need your help.”I heard my own voice tremble. My eyes darted briefly to the floor before finding Richard’s again. I hated that I sounded so desperate, but I was. Completely and utterly desperate.Richard frowned, his brows pulling together. “What’s going on? Is something wrong?”I nodded slowly, my fingers wringing each other nervously in front of me. “It’s Ramon. I’ve been trying to find him all day. His apartment’s locked up. It looks like no one’s there. Curtains drawn. Door locked. Lights off. I knocked, I waited… nothing.”Richard’s expression changed subtly. Concern started creeping in.“I tried calling him. Several times. But his number’s not going through. It’s not even ringing.” I paused, struggling to keep my voice steady. “And I’ve spoken to some people who used to see him often…security at his place, a few mutual friends. N
PHOEBELater that day, I was still sitting at my desk, staring at the resignation letter in my hands like it might change if I looked at it long enough. It didn’t. The words stayed the same.I stood up and walked over to Clara’s desk. She looked up from her computer and gave me a soft smile before bowing to greet me.“Clara,” I said, holding up the letter. “Do you know where Ramon is? I need to speak with him.”She frowned and shook her head. “Oh… he left early this morning. Said he had something urgent to take care of. He didn’t say where he was going.”I felt my chest tighten. “Did he seem okay?”Clara paused, thinking. “I don’t know. He was quiet. Didn’t really talk to anyone. Just packed up his stuff and left.”“Packed up?”She nodded. “Yeah. Said he wouldn’t be coming back for a while.”That made my heart drop. What the hell was going on?I left the office immediately. I didn’t even bother to grab my bag. I just walked out, got into a cab, and told the driver to take me to Ramon’
PHOEBEI sat on my bed staring at nothing. My eyes were sore from crying, but no more tears came. I felt empty. Numb.A soft knock pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked and looked up."Come in," I said quietly.To my surprise, it wasn’t Winnie. It was my grandmother."Grandma?" I said, standing up.She walked in slowly, her eyes scanning my face like she could read every thought running wild in my head. She didn’t say anything at first. She just came straight to me and pulled me into a hug. No words, no questions, just warmth. And in that moment, I cracked."Oh, my sweet girl," she whispered into my hair. "What’s wrong?"I hugged her tighter, and the tears came again, harder this time. I couldn’t stop them even if I tried. The sobs came from somewhere deep, somewhere I didn’t know still ached this much."I feel like I don’t know him," I sobbed, my voice shaking. "I feel like everything I believed was a lie."She didn’t say anything right away. Just rubbed my back gently, like she us
RAMONThe moment I saw her, my heart stopped.There she was, Phoebe. Standing by the garden path with the sun behind her, making her hair glow like it always used to when we’d sit on the porch together. I couldn’t move at first. I just stared.“Phoebe,” I said, finally stepping forward.She looked up, and our eyes met, but the look on her face hit me like a punch in the gut. No warmth. No relief. Just surprise… and something that felt like pain and disappointment rolled into one.She turned away instantly, like she couldn’t get away fast enough.“Wait…Phoebe, wait!” I rushed forward.She didn’t stop. She picked up her pace, but I caught up to her. I reached out and lightly grabbed her arm. “Please. Don’t go. Just let me talk.”“Let go of me, Ramon,” she said, her voice low and cold.I did. I stepped back, hands raised. “Okay. I’m sorry. I just… I wasn’t expecting to see you. I didn’t think you’d come out here.”“Well, I didn’t think I’d run into you,” she snapped. “Yet here we are.”“
BILLYI watched the door close behind Phoebe as she walked out of the room. My eyes followed her, but she didn’t even glance back. She just left.Jasper was standing beside me, arms folded, a puzzled look on his face. We both turned slowly to look at Winnie, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed. Her hands were clasped together, and she looked like she was trying not to say too much.“What’s going on?” I asked, breaking the silence first. “She just left us standing here.”“Yeah,” Jasper added. “She looked upset. And Ramon walked out earlier, looking like someone kicked his soul out. What’s happening?”Winnie looked up at us and sighed. “It’s… complicated.”Jasper raised an eyebrow. “Complicated how?”She stood up slowly, smoothing her shirt. “It’s something you should really hear from Phoebe.”“But she’s not exactly giving out answers right now, is she?” I said. “We’re her brothers. We have a right to know what’s happening with her.”“I agree,” Jasper added, nodding. “Did she r
PHOEBEThat morning, I woke up to the quiet hum of birds outside the window. For once, I didn’t have to rush to work or pretend everything was fine. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying not to think too much.The soft floral curtains swayed gently with the breeze, and for a moment, everything felt peaceful. But that peace didn’t reach inside me. I felt like I was just floating, present in body, but far from okay. My eyes were heavy from lack of sleep, and my chest ached from holding in tears all night. Still, I stayed there, wrapped in Winnie’s guest blanket, letting the silence stretch as long as it could.Winnie had helped sneak me into her house late last night, and I was grateful."Are you going to tell your parents you’re here?" she asked softly that morning as she came into the room with a cup of warm tea.I sat up slowly, blinking away the crust from my eyes. "There’s no need. They’ll just ask questions I’m not ready to answer."She nodded and handed me the cup. The mug
RAMONI stood there for a long time, watching Phoebe walk away. Her words echoed in my head like a sharp slap: “I never want to see you again.” I wanted to chase after her, to make her listen, to explain everything. But I couldn’t. Not when I didn’t even have the answers she needed.Not when everything in my life was already broken beyond repair.Maybe she was right to leave. Maybe this was the best thing for her. That’s what I kept telling myself as I dragged myself back to my uncle’s house. It was late, and the street was too quiet, like even the night wanted nothing to do with me.When I stepped inside, Uncle Richard looked up from the couch. He was lounging like a king in his robe, glass of whiskey in hand, the flickering TV light painting shadows across his aging face. He looked too calm for someone who had just helped me destroy the only thing that ever made sense in my life.“Well, look who’s back,” he said, a slow smile curling at the corners of his lips. “I take it she finall
PHOEBEMy whole body was sore. My dress was torn, my wrists burned from the ropes, and my eyes stung from crying. I was huddled in a corner of that cold, dark room, shivering as the last of the men ran out like rats. One second, they were setting up cameras, saying the most disgusting things, and the next, they were gone. Just like that.It made no sense. None of it did. Why would they leave me? What scared them off?I was too weak to stand, too confused to think straight. My head was pounding, and I could still feel whatever they had drugged me with swirling through my system. My heart was racing so fast I could barely catch my breath. My legs were pulled to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, as if I could make myself disappear if I just curled up small enough.And then I heard footsteps.Fast. Heavy. Coming closer.My eyes shot to the door.I froze.My heart shot to my throat.Were they back?Did they forget something?Were they going to finish what they started?I couldn’t
RAMONI stood in that hotel lobby staring at the manager as if he'd just announced a death. Maybe he had. Because knowing Phoebe had been taken right from under my nose felt exactly like that, like something had died inside me."She was in your care!" I shouted. "She was supposed to wait for me here!""Mr. Ramon," the manager said nervously, "we thought it was authorized…""By whom? My uncle?" I spat. "You took her because my uncle said so? Did she look like she wanted to leave? Did you even ask her that?"No answer. Just that sick, silent guilt on their faces.I didn't waste another second. I turned on my heel, stormed out of the hotel, jumped into my car, and sped straight to Richard's estate. My hands gripped the wheel so hard they ached. My mind was a storm, rage, fear, regret. I kept seeing her face in my head, her smile, the way she had trusted me. And now...She was gone.When I got to the mansion, the guards at the gate crossed their arms."Sir, Mr. Richard said not to let you