ELISE'S POV I drifted through vivid dreams in my sleep. Suddenly, my body became filled with warmth and my nerves felt alive with a kind of sensation I hadn't felt in a long time. I felt a touch against my skin. The touch was gentle and felt sweet, tracing patterns across my skin. I sighed softly,
GINA'S POV I laid still in bed as I felt Jackson slip away from bed. still in the bed. My eyes remained closed, but I wasn’t asleep. I could hear his quiet movements, the soft rustle of clothes as he dressed. Something wasn’t right. His touch had been distant tonight. His mind was somewhere far awa
FERRIS' POV I sat in my study, seated in front of an analyst I had invited. I leaned back in my chair, watching as he went over Jackson's documents for the hundredth time. I invited him to help me prove that Jackson's documents were fake. "From what I've analyzed, Your Majesty," the analyst said,
HELEN'S POV I hurried down the palace hallway, heading for Gina's chambers. My heart raced in my chest as I moved. I was a little scared. I knew how late I was. If there was anything Gina hated, it was being late whenever she called. It was never a good thing with her. The very thought of her icy s
HELEN'S POV I stood outside Gina’s door. My heart was pounding so loudly that I was sure she could hear it through the wood. I knew what was coming. There was no escaping it now. I had failed her, and Gina wasn’t the type to let failure slide—not without consequences. Taking a deep breath, I knock
ELISE'S POV I keep my back pressed against the rough stone wall, mobing along the small ledge that's over the darkness down. My heart hammers in my chest as I stare at how tall the height of the cliff is. Below me, the world seems to fall away into nothingness. I close my eyes, forcing myself not
ELISE'S POV The water was cold—colder than I could have imagined. It moved into every part of me, numbing my skin, my muscles, my bones, until it felt like I was nothing more than a block of ice. The shock of hitting the water had knocked the breath out of me, and now, as I sank deeper and deeper,
FERRIS' POV I paced back and forth in my study, letting my thoughts get the best of me. I couldn't get her out of my head—Elise. I couldn't stop thinking about that night. Ever since then, I've been thinking about what could have gone wrong for her to come see me by that time of the night. I had,