THIRD POV) Adrian sat up on his chair, after Gabriel said what he said.“You really want us to go see the family?”Gabriel's eyes shone, a brief smile curving his lips. "It may help," he said slowly, considering Adrian's words. "But it could also raise more questions.""Questions need answers," Adrian replied. "And I'm ready whenever you are."Gabriel leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "How about two hours from now?" Adrian continued. "I need to go home and rearrange some things. I'll be back soon."Gabriel nodded, a small grin appearing on his face. "That's fine, I’ll just go home and freshen up as well. You could stop by at my place to pick me up if that's convenient."Adrian hesitated for a moment, appearing to consider the offer. "Sure that would be fine," he said. "Is the address you forwarded the last time still the right one?"Gabriel gave a slight nod. ."Yes, it's still correct."When Adrian stood up, Gabriel mirrored his action, pushing back his c
Third-Person POV)Lily’s small hands tightened around the headset, pressing it firmly against her ears, straining to catch every word. Beside her, Ethan steadied his pen against the paper, his grip firm, his attention fully on Lily's face, following the movement of her lips.Lily leaned closer to her brother, her breath quickening. She whispered, “Mum just asked the doctor what she meant by being in danger.”Ethan’s head snapped up, his eyes searching her face. But saying or writing nothing.Then Lily’s eyes widened, lighting up with a mixture of fear and curiosity. She opened her lips slowly, as if weighing the words carefully. “Mum Just asked if Caleb… came after the doctor.”“Caleb?” Ethan instantly repeated in a whisper, his brow furrowing as he leaned in even closer. Lily nodded to affirm, her expression serious.Ethan lifted a finger, and signalled at her.“Are they still talking?”Lily gave a quick nod, but then her head shook slightly, her brows knitting together in conc
(THIRD POV)Lily continued to stare at Ethan, Whose face had started to shift slowly, his features relaxing into a small, almost secretive smile.It was the look of someone who had just formed a brilliant plan. He nodded slightly, more to himself than to Lily, his eyes gleaming.“That would be pretty easy,” he said, his voice low but confident. "We just need to wait for dinner, when Mum will break the news. We have to make sure she doesn’t have a counter plan. We execute at the moment she’s left with no options."Lily arched an eyebrow, doubt etched across her young face. “Does your plan factor in the fact that we have school tomorrow?” She asked, her expression turning thoughtful. “You know she could just ask James to pick us up.”Ethan hopped down from the bed with a grin, his feet landing lightly on the floor. He straightened his shoulders, pretending to adjust an invisible tie at his neck, then he walked with an exaggerated swagger to the door."Aren't you going to say som
(Maxwell’s POV)I paced back and forth, my shoes soundless against the floor of my study room. My desk was a battlefield, covered in papers and documents, an endless sea of white with black inked words. I shoved a stack of papers aside with more force than necessary, my jaw tightening in mild frustration.I was supposed to be content with the progress I was making.Afterall, the meeting with the board members had gone as planned, a gone number of their approval secured.But there was something… something that gnawed at the edges of my concentration like a dull ache. Adrian’s release on bail last week… it shouldn’t have happened. And it wouldn’t have, if not for that lawyer of his Gabriel, the so-called Greyhound. I let out a slow, controlled breath, trying to push away the irritation curling in my gut. The timing of Gabriel's appearance was too convenient, too calculated. I reached for the familiar thick file, my fingers brushing over the edge of the paper before picking it up.
(THIRD POV )Vanessa stood in the middle of the simple bedroom of the flat Maxwell had rented for her just a week ago. It was nothing like the luxurious home Maxwell owned or the grand mansion where she'd lived with Adrian for the past four years. The curtains were thin and let in too much light; the bed was a simple, creaky frame with a sagging mattress. She pulled her blouse over her shoulders, her hands moving slowly.Her face was dull, her eyes staring blankly ahead, lost in some distant thought.She finished dressing and sat on the edge of the bed. Her gaze swept over the room, taking in its every detail the peeling wallpaper, the worn-out rug, the tiny wardrobe that barely held her clothes. Everything about this place felt temporary, transitory, a far cry from the opulence she had become accustomed to. She looked down at her phone, the message from Maxwell glaring back at her: “Hey…Come over”Her hand tightened around the device as she hugged herself.Her thoughts had st
(IVY POV ) I turned the key in the lock, feeling the cool metal bite against my palm. Lily was a fragile weight in my arms, her head resting against my shoulder. She was too quiet, and every few seconds I glanced down at her, trying to catch any sign of discomfort or pain. “Just a little longer, sweetheart,” I murmured to her as I jiggled the gate to make sure it was securely fastened. Ethan stood beside me, his small hand slipping into mine, his face a mixture of worry and curiosity, glancing up at me with those questioning blue eyes of his.With a sigh, I squeezed his hand gently. “Come on, buddy,” I said, adjusting Lily’s position in my arms and guiding him toward the car. The taxi driver watched us with mild interest, his head poking out of the window, eyes calm but alert. He had one of those faces that gave nothing away not a hint of a smile, just a sort of steady patience."Do you know Maplewood Junction?" I asked when we were close enough, feeling the tightness in my
(IVY POV)Dr. Collins stared at me, her face a mask of bewilderment, and her eyes searching mine for something anything that made sense of my words. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice wavering as she tried to make sense of what I was saying. "I'm at a loss here. How do I help? I dont …I don't even know him, thought it was Caleb" I felt the tightness in my chest intensify. My gaze shifted once more to the table where my twins sat. I had to protect them from the weight of this truth. At least for now. After then I t turned back to Dr. Collins, I folded my arms, pulling them tightly against my chest as if to keep myself from shattering. "It’s not Caleb," I whispered, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. It would be the first time I will be talking about this in years.My words hung in the air, heavy and uncertain. Dr. Collins leaned in closer, her eyes boring into mine, urging me to continue.Finally my lips parted. "You still remember how I used to be back at
(IVY POV)Dr. Collins’s car rolled to a stop just outside a quaint little shop. The sun was beginning to dip,I stepped out, and looked over to see Ethan and Lily in the backseat, pressing their noses against the glass. Lily was looking some much healthier now so much more energetic. Their eyes sparkled with that innocent excitement only children seemed capable of. “We’ll be right back, kids!”. I called to them, giving a little wave.Ethan nodded, his face scrunched up in mock impatience, while Lily grinned and wiggled her fingers back at me. The car door closed with a soft thud, and I walked alongside Dr. Collins toward the small shop. A bell jingled as we pushed the door open, the scent of freshly baked bread and cinnamon swirling around us. We grabbed a couple of snacks, some colorful juice boxes, and a small bag of pretzels. Dr. Collins reached for a pack of chocolate chip cookies, glancing over at me with a smile. "A little treat never hurt anyone," she said with a wink.