(ADRIAN POV)The wind howled through the open windows as I raced down the road, leaving Gabriel behind in the rearview mirror. His running figure quickly blurred into the distance, swallowed up by the night. I held the wheel tightly as my car sped through the curvy road and out into another path entirely. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest.The phone…his phone…was still lying heavy on the passenger seat beside me. I could barely tear my eyes from it, but I knew I needed to keep my focus on the road until I found somewhere safe, somewhere quiet. Somewhere I could look through it without interruption.“Just a little longer,” I whispered to myself, as if trying to steady the growing storm inside me.The houses thinned out as I drove further from the city, the bright streetlights giving way to shadowed lanes..Then I noticed a quiet spot near a small, secluded park. I gasped and pulled into it steadily and once the I was properly parked, I turned off the ignition, letting
(THIRD POV)Vanessa’s mouth went dry. Her mind raced, trying to grasp onto any coherent thought, but all she could focus on was the cold dread spreading through her veins. Maxwell’s gaze bore into her. The whites of his eyes reddeningCaleb subtly squeezed her arm, a silent plea for her to follow along with his ridiculous lie. The room seemed to shrink around her as time stretched on painfully.Vanessa’s lips parted, but no sound came out at first. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, and managed a weak nod. "Y..yes," she stammered, her voice trembling. "Mice... I... I thought I saw something run in here."Maxwell’s expression remained unreadable, his icy stare flicking between the two of them. For a moment, Vanessa wondered if he could see right through her, through Caleb, and knew exactly what they were hiding. Her hands shook, and she clenched them into fists to steady herself.Maxwell stepped further into the room, his presence looming. He didn't say anything for sometime
The car rolled to a stop outside the warehouseThe place was an imposing structure, a dark monolith of corrugated steel and rotting wood. .I stepped out of my black Hyundai quietly wearing a resolved look.Caleb stepped down as well from the passengers seat, following closely behind me, his eyes scanning the desolate surroundings with practiced vigilance. The silence of the night was heavy, broken only by the crunch of gravel under our feet as we approached the entrance.I straightened my suit jacket, feeling the cool, crisp fabric against my skin. The suit was a deep, absorbing black, designed to blend into the shadows as if I were one with the darkness itself. Caleb, , kept his distance but remained close enough to sense any danger that might lay behind.. His dark leather jacket and stern face spoke volumes, his silence echoing the tension that crackled in the air.When we finally reached the the steel door right at the front of the entrance I took some moment to wait and give
( Ivy's POV)The high-pitched voices of Ivy and Dr. Collins broke the evening silence as they walked back to the car, their discussion now animated.This was a contrast to the hushed tones from just a few minutes ago. The streetlights shone, casting their rays on them as they approached the vehicle. Ivy was gesturing broadly, her hands slicing through the air in a sign of her agitation, while Dr. Collins nodded emphatically, her brow furrowed lost in whatever it is they were saying.As they neared the car, Ivy’s hand moved to pull the door handle when a sudden sharp movement inside caught both women’s attention. Ivy’s eyes narrowed, her hand freezing mid-motion as she exchanged a quick, puzzled glance with Dr. Collins."Did you see that?" Ivy asked, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and amusement.Dr. Collins raised an eyebrow, a slight smile creeping onto her face. "Looks like your twins are up to their antics again."Ivy chuckled softly, shaking her head as she glanced th
(Ivy's POV)The taxi hummed beneath us, the steady rumble of the engine weaving into the faint whispers from the backseat. Ethan and Lily were talking in low tones, their words a mixture of arguments and hushed laughter, lost in their own little world. I glanced at them briefly, catching Ethan’s furrowed brows and Lily’s exaggerated hand movements. A small smile tugged at my lips. Kids.I turned my gaze back to the road ahead, but my mind drifted elsewhere, inevitably pulling me back to earlier that day. Adrian. It had been years since I last saw him, and yet, when our paths crossed again, my reaction had been immediate, like a reflex. I could still feel the thud of my heartbeat from the moment I saw him, standing there, looking as handsome as ever. The years hadn’t touched him, it seemed. If anything, they had only sharpened the edges of his charm.The way my stomach had turned in that moment I couldn't ignore it. I had ducked into my car, hiding like a teenager caught staring
(IVY POV)I rushed after my kids, my heart pounding as I chased them toward the gate. They moved so much faster than I could, their small legs barely touching the ground as they sprinted ahead. My own legs, weakened by fear and exhaustion, struggled to keep up. The running about in the last few minutes, the panic that gnawed at my insides, had sapped my strength. I could feel the burn in my muscles with every step, and unlike Ethan and Lily, who seemed oblivious to the terror that still hung in the air, I was painfully aware of how fragile I had become.By the time I reached the gate, panting and desperate, I saw them both there Ethan and Lily…standing on their toes, arms outstretched, trying to reach the keys hanging just out of their grasp. Their fingers curled and stretched, but they were simply too small to reach it.“Stand back,” I muttered, my voice strained but firm. I ushered them away from the gate, still cautious, the acrid smell of dust and gunfire lingering in the a
The clock on the wall read close to midnight, but my mind was a million miles away. The hospital corridors were eerily quiet,. I should have been relieved that my shift was over, but instead, a gnawing anxiety twisted my stomach into knots. Caleb should be home by now, waiting, probably but not patiently. The thought of everything waiting for me at home dishes, laundry, him…made my head spin.“Ivy!”I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of Dr. Collins’ voice. She was striding towards me, her arms full of files, and I quickly tried to pull myself together.“You’re still here?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Good, because I wanted to catch you before you left. You've been doing excellent work lately, and I’m sure a promotion is on the horizon.”I forced a smile, trying to push down the anxiety bubbling inside me. “Thank you, Dr. Collins. That really means a lot.”She nodded, her eyes softening a bit. “Of course my dear. But don’t let me keep you. Go on, get home and get s
As Caleb and I stepped through the front door, I could feel the tension hanging thick in the air, like a storm ready to break. The car ride home from the hospital had been silent, but it was the kind of silence that screamed of unspoken words, of buried resentment waiting to explode. I barely had time to set my bag down before he was on me, his eyes blazing with anger."What the hell were you thinking, Ivy?" His voice was a low growl, the kind that sent a shiver down my spine despite my determination not to show fear.I met his gaze, my own anger rising to meet his. "What was I thinking? I was doing my job, Caleb. What else do you expect me to do?""My job is to help people, to save lives," I shot back, the words coming out harsher than I intended. "Not to just stand by and let""Your job," he interrupted, his voice cold and sharp, "is to keep your head down and stay out of trouble. Not to get involved in every bleeding heart case that walks through those doors."I felt a bitter la